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StatCounter Props
Freethought
If anyone has stumbled here via my other blog, then it’s probably clear that I am an atheist. I’ve been that way for about five years. Our child will obviously learn from us, but I don’t feel the need to force them to think as an atheist. I think exposure to other religions is important. Our son or daughter will be welcome to follow the path of their choosing and become a Christian, Muslim, Buddhist, Breatharian, or anything else that works for them. (OK, the Breatharian thing was kind of a joke.) Whichever path our child chooses, I can only hope that I am able to instill in them the desire to learn and understand the world in which they live, and to ask “Why?” and “How?” before accepting an idea as fact. Of course, I’d prefer they not question my rules, but I’ve got a little time to figure that one out.
Timeshare
I’ve been thinking lately how in a little more than six months, Kandis and I won’t be able to spend time together like we do now. We won’t get to take leisurely naps on the weekend, or eat whenever we want, or spend the evening watching television.
This concerns me a little bit, as I’m very selfish about my time. Yes, I know I’ll adjust out of necessity, but that’s of little comfort now. Is there such a thing as “my time” when you have a child?
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We’re about two-thirds of the way through the first trimester. Kandis has spent much of the time feeling nauseous, and I’ve spent the time feeling sorry for her, not being able to help much. She does get lots of hugs and “I love you’s” from me, though she might argue that it’s not enough. She’s definitely looking forward to the nausea disappearing, and actually wanting to eat food again. I’m looking forward to that, too!
For me, it’s still exciting, though I find myself panicking occasionally when I think about the teenage years. Why do I keep thinking so far ahead when right now, we have a two month-old fetus?
“Take it one day at a time, Rob,” as an older, wiser, and possibly more Buddhist version of myself might say. Hey, older Rob, while I’m channeling you, how is that adolescent doing in the year 2020?
When I’m not worrying about our future teenager, I find myself sometimes forgetting that we’re even pregnant, even after having seen the sonogram and hearing the heart beat. Based on the book I’ve been reading, it’s not completely uncommon in the early months. By the way, I recommend the book The Expectant Father, by Armin A. Brott and Jennifer Ash. It provides a month-by-month account of what the father can expect for himself, his partner, and his future child. It’s quite interesting and well-written, and I’ve learned a few things already.
I also find myself looking at children in a slightly different light, thought most of them still annoy the hell out of me. I often wonder if I’ll be annoyed by own child as often as I am by other people’s kids. “They” say that I won’t, but I have trouble believing “them” at this point.
