For the last few weeks, everyone’s been saying the same thing to me:
“Being a parent changes everything.”
It’s been a common refrain and it’s been starting to bother me.
In truth, so far being a parent hasn’t changed much of anything.
Sure, I’ve been getting a lot less sleep. But I don’t really need all that much sleep.
Sure, I’ve been watching a lot more movies on Netflix. But I don’t really need to go out to the movies all that much.
Sure, I’ve been holding a lot of bottles and changing a lot of diapers. But I don’t really mind holding bottles and changing diapers.
And then tonight, as I was flying back home across the Atlantic, I opened up my laptop to do some work.
As I clicked on a file, I looked at the picture that I have on my desktop.
It’s of Samantha, my seven week-old daughter.
It suddenly hit me.
For the first time in my life I was coming home to her, not just to Sara.
I looked at the picture.
I started to cry.
I finally understood.

:)
very sweet.
(PS - I just joined POKE and I hear EA is moving to 42 Bond Street. Very excited to be your neighbor!)
Posted by: Jinal Shah | October 10, 2007 at 03:00 PM