I have come to realize that my Wednesday posts really are sort of my tough ones—or they have at least been recently—but I hope I can change that for a little bit. You see, I’m going to go ahead and blame the end of the semester for my slightly being behind, but now that it’s over, hopefully, I can keep up for a bit.
I did it though; I finished my first semester of college yesterday! I did only go part-time so it’s like a half-accomplishment but I did it! You know how many years I sat there and thought that I’d probably never go back to school and now I’ve actually got a few credits under my belt. It feels kinda cool, you know?
Anyways, I couldn’t have gotten through any of it and probably never would have had the motivation to go back to school were it not for Kayleigh and Emmy. Those two are my support system, my backbone, my tiny baby and my ol’ lady. If I were a biker, that is. But they are; they are what keep me going and what makes me want to do better. I don’t think I’d even be writing at all if it weren’t for them so I gotta give them lots of credit.
Now I’m off for a few weeks until I start summer classes in June and in that time we’re going to California for a day, kicking back and watching the house and pets a few times while the in-laws are out of town, going to Arizona to see my mom, brother, sister, and grandma, and hopefully having a whole lot of fun before I get back into school. I’m hoping I don’t get off schedule again once school does roll around but we’ll see what happens. Summer classes are condensed and done in half the time so it could get crazy for a little bit.
I just wanted to update you all on what’s about to be happening as we should have some fun posts soon!
Sorry for being tardy again.
I swear I haven’t forgotten about the blog…
I know, I suck, and I have no real excuses except for a weekend long, Friday through Monday, Bachelorette party (that’s what Vegas is for, right?!), but otherwise it’s purely my memory’s fault here.
Anyway, I’ve been wanting to post about this for months now, so here it is…
Joshua and I have been together for six years. Count ’em. Six… We’ve had twelve birthdays between us, six Christmases, six New Years, six summers, six winters, and six anniversaries.
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Things have been pretty busy lately. Can you tell?
My final essay was due on Monday and my final speech was due today; Kayleigh had a bachelorette party to attend to this past weekend as she’s the maid-of-honor for this wedding! They partied and pooled it and did what people do when they come to Vegas and I had my time with Emmy!
The weekend went great; Emmy and I did all sorts of things, from the park to the library, to playing outside and eatin’. We had a good old time. She was so much fun and I’m glad that I got to spend so much time with her. She’s my favorite tiny-person ever. And Kayleigh got to have her much-needed time away and that makes me happy as well.
While Emerson and I definitely missed the comfort and the presence of mom, it was nice to get some father/daughter time together. I do miss the days where I used to watch her when she was tiny—the three days a week I’d take her and have to figure out my life around a baby and it was probably the most rewarding thing I’ve done yet. So it was nice to reconnect with our past, although now she’s much bigger, stronger, and gets into more.
I’m coming into my last few weeks of this semester and then it’s summer and we should all be able to spend a little more time together, at least for a while. Then come summer classes! Nice.
It’s been nice writing to you again. Check back for more on Saturday! Maybe I’ll write a blog about why we censor Emerson… maybe. Or maybe Kayleigh will tackle that one next Monday; we’ll see!
I tried out reading a bunch of dad books before Emmy was born and I tell you what, while they were pretty entertaining, there have just been some things to happen that those books didn’t prepare me for.
I’m going to give you guys a short list of the various things that reading those books written by dads about dad-ing doesn’t prepare you for. Come to think of it there are more than just a few… but we must start small. Here we go.
First off, the emotions that I felt the day Emmy was born and the emotions that I feel every day, whether it be pride, happiness, or just total love for the tiny baby, were briefly glanced over in some of the dad books. But the love that you actually feel when you meet your baby for the first time or the feeling you get when your kid is doing things and learning things for the first time weren’t really talked much about in those books. I think it’s because some of these things are indescribable and I couldn’t even put those experiences into words. Meeting Emmy was like a grenade filled with love and attachment went off literally inside my entire body. That’s a weak attempt at explanation. Watching Emmy learn is like watching something you’ve put a lot of work into really pay off, over and over.