Today marks the third anniversary of me being a dad. In other words, today is my son’s 3rd birthday. I’ve been thinking about how much my life has changed in the past three years as a result, and let me tell you, everything is different. My whole lifestyle and every decision I make is influenced by my role as a father.
It’s funny how a person so small in stature can possess so much power. They can dictate when you sleep, when you’re happy and sad, and whether or not you’re on time or late. Kids are a LOT of trouble, and mine is no exception. But I wouldn’t trade the experience so far for anything. Seriously, life is more complicated now, and I don’t have the freedom to just get up and go anywhere, anytime as I once did. Although it doesn’t make any sense unless you’re a parent, it’s much better now.
It’s amazing to be able to see a child learn things first-hand. They will repeat something you said weeks ago, when you had no idea they were listening to you. Yeah, he’s a little sponge because he absorbs everything. He can’t seem to remember to close the refrigerator door, but he’ll remember that you mentioned taking him to McDonald’s the day before if he would stop crying(he’ll bring it up even if the bribe didn’t work). I guess kids are like old folks, they hear what they want.
I’m thankful to God for entrusting me with this responsibility and for giving me a wife that puts our sons needs before all else.
Happy Birthday son, I love you.