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When my first child was born, a lot of popular music suddenly became hilarious or creepy. All the “be my baby” and “where’s my baby” type lyrics conjured up different imagery than before. I started to wonder where it all came from but maybe I don’t want to know.
Changing diaper becomes such a common thing when you have a new baby that you don’t think much about it. It’s usually an uneventful activity. Until one day you realize you have sprung a leak at the most in opportune time.
Babies used to be more of an abstract concept to my son. He would see them on TV or at a friend’s house but they didn’t really hold his interest. Then a few months ago he got a new baby brother. Now he likes to imitate me and pretend to be a daddy taking care of his own baby.
There are so many movies that I want to watch and plan on watching but will probably never get to. However this doesn’t stop me from watching weird movies that are not very good or enjoyable at 3AM. I’ve wasted so many movie watching opportunities on forgettable things that was just passing the time.
This is one of my favorite things to notice lately. People that are simultaneously very vocal about being sick of having to look at pictures of children and producing an endless stream of photos of their pets.
I used to be confused about people that would constantly complain about things they were voluntarily subjecting themselves to. Then one day one of them explained how they are driven by hating things and that is the only enjoyment they get out of the world. They were actually surprised to discover that this was not a universal pursuit of all humans.
At a party there was a mom that was impressed with our son’s manners. Her son was younger and wasn’t polite like that. “At what age do they start saying please and thank you?” she asked.
When we had our son I found it endlessly entertaining when I noticed that the question “How old is he?” was almost always followed up with a prediction of my son’s skills and abilities. I decided that whatever prediction they made I would just multiply by rediculous.
“Oh he must be walking now.”
“Walking? He got his driving permit last week.”
“Oh he must be talking all the time now.”
“He doesn’t really have time for conversation while he’s working on his third novel.”
When we had our son and first used a baby monitor it would always wind up scaring me. I would turn it up really loud because I couldn’t hear anything. Then after 45 minutes of silence… “WAAAAAAAAAAA!!!” I would jump up from whatever I was doing and run into the baby’s room to find him back to sleep. So I would quietly go back to sit down and listen to my heart beat.
I have a strong memory from my childhood from when the first Superman film came out. There was a magazine or TV guide with a photo of Superman and the name Christopher Reeve. I remember feeling extra special that someone with the same name as me was Superman. I guess in a few years kids named Henry will get to feel the same way.
