The Question

When Jess and I were dating, it must have been apparent that we were meant to be married.  It seemed like every time we saw our family and friends the question always came up: "When are you going to get married?".  So then we got married.  After a few months of marriage bliss, the question changed: "When are you going to have a baby?".  February 12th, 2008 arrived along with our beautiful little girl.  So all the questions have been answered, right?  Wrong!  "When are you having the next?".  The newest question.  At first I was floored and couldn't even give a straight response.  Another baby?  Do you not know what it takes to raise a newborn?  After fretting over the answer I would give the next time it was asked, I came to a revelation.  Everyone who asks the question has already been there.  They have all successfully raised children (which at some point were newborns).  I understand now.  There are few things in this world better than looking into Jaycee's eyes and knowing how much she needs me, now and forever.  Why wouldn't I want this experience again?  On an even deeper level, I realize that I need her.  So next time I get THE QUESTION, I just might surprise you (and my wife) with the answer...

Priorities...

I have to say that this learning experience is very rapidly moving.  It seems like just when I get one thing down, Jaycee is off onto something else.  For example, she usually wakes up at 6 a.m. and is ready to eat.  After a bottle, it's back to bed until 10ish.  Then one morning she had her 6 a.m. bottle then back to bed... then Jaycee said (no she's not talking yet, but as you'll probably see, I like to read her thoughts) "Not so fast Dad!  I think I'll be awake for awhile."  Awake she was for 4 hours.  Let's just say I made the rookie mistake of "making plans".  Those "plans" were important to me, but Jaycee decided for her... not so much.  Which leads me to my discovery of the month.  Priorities.  Something that you or I might think has some kind of importance, doesn't really matter to our little ones;  I suppose it shouldn't.  It takes those little reminders by Jaycee that this life is so short and these years, months, weeks, days, hours, and minutes are merely a bunch of seconds that go by one at a time never to be seen again.  So I guess I'm at the old cliché.  "They are only little once."  Wise advice that every parent gives so willingly.  With that said, I would like to submit my new list of priorities listed by the most important first:

1.  Jaycee

That was easy...