I don't think adrenaline kicks in quite as often as people think it does. But we certainly pulled the adrenaline card multiple times over the course of parenthood's first days. It was like eating your meal in different parts, a few bites here and a few bites there over the course of a day and ultimately you've cleaned your plate. But it's not the same as eating it all in one sitting.
I think the key word to describe the first few weeks of Reese's life \was gazing. There was a lot of gazing going on. Mostly in wonder that we had created this little (sort of) living human being out of thin air. He was nothing but a hope and a wish. And now he was actually there in front of us. Alive. Well. Our child.
I know people say that you should catch up on sleep when your baby sleeps. It's a good idea in theory. The issue is that he is so absurdly peaceful and innocent that putting him down is a tall order. Kelly and I suck at it.
"We should probably lay him down"
"Yeah... I don't really want to though."
That conversation or something similar to it went down every day. Most of the time we just tried catching a few winks while he was laying on us. Sleep was sacrificed. Gazing opportunities were increased. I think we all won.
Introducing Reese to the world, mostly family and friends, was maybe the proudest moment of my life. When we went to Allianz to take him around, Kelly said my chest was puffed out like she's never seen it before. I guess I had the proud papa syndrome going right away. But I don't blame myself for getting caught up in the moment one bit. Call it cheesy. Call it corny. Call it cliche'. This IS the coolest thing ever.
And I understand it only gets better....
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