Instead of dwelling on the many reasons why I haven't posted in so long, I'll just pretend like I didn't have a two month gap, so you can pretend too. So today is the day. The day our fearless leader (Momma/Jess) returned to work and dada is all by himself with the girls. Luckily I had time to prepare mentally for the transition and momma set up a routine that is pretty easy to follow. As of 9:30 am on February 8, all is well.
Now that enough time has passed and I am able to step back and look at my world, it is apparent that families are a lot like businesses. Maybe my observation has something to do with my school program that is centered around business development at the moment, but I digress. Each family needs an investment to grow (children) and employee retention (mom and dad's relationship) is key to that growth. I your company goes public, then you have to answer to share holders (day care, grand parents, extended family, etc.). Then, of course, if you invest wisely, then the dividends reflect your investment. For those of you rolling your eyes right now, I know; I'm a dork.
Life with two little girls is the best. I don't hear men say this often (maybe because I'm not around other men very often), but I love babies. Yes, I said it. I love holding Jayden and rocking her to sleep. I love watching her sleep and look around to examine the world. When Jaycee was a munchkin, I enjoyed our time together and now I get to do it all over again.
Jaycee is turning into a little helper and a great big sister. She always makes sure to stop every couple of minutes to say hello to her sister and occasionally gives her a kiss or touches her hands and talks to her. Not everything has been so peachy. Jaycee can throw a tantrum like nobody's business. She can go from completely fine to nuclear meltdown in no time flat. For some reason, she always seems to do it when Jayden is trying to go to sleep. Interesting.
I'm happy to report that I anticipated a more difficult time with two kids than it turned out to be. I pictured being stuck in the house underneath a pile of Fisher-Price with a screaming infant and a two-year old stomping on my head as I lay unconscious. A bit dramatic, but I can recall a couple of nightmares that were almost exactly that. Not only has it not been that bad, but I actually have been enjoying it! I'm pretty lucky.
I know I have been all over the place in this post, but so am I. To end this, I have to say something to a lot of people I know. I am sorry if I single anyone out who doesn't want to be (send me an email and I'll scratch your name off). I have a new found respect for those of you with more than one little one.
My cousin Chris and his wife Kara. They got in a car last summer and drove 10 hours to spend a weekend with some of us family members. Also, Kara has been known to take both of her little ones on airplanes to far away places, without her hubby. They are way adventurous and I hope to be like that someday.
Jess' friend Bonnie. I can remember when Jess first started at Cal State San Marcos and she met Bonnie. She told me about this nice girl with two little kids who was taking like a million units, worked, and her kids still loved her to pieces. I wasn't as impressed then as I am now.
This one lady I saw at Costco last week who was pushing a cart with a little one in the seat, a little one in a baby carrier, and another little one walking and holding onto the cart. I had to take my eyes off the 52 inch plasma T.V. for a second to make sure I was seeing what I was seeing.
There are plenty of people I know that had multiple little ones at the same time, but for some reason it is so much different to watch someone pulling it off while I try to.
Lastly, my wife is due some credit too. She acted like she didn't remember what it was like only having one. She just picked right up as if she has been doing this all along. Sometimes I think she stays calm so that I do too. Then other times, I think she is lobbying for more children...
