"I'm the baby"

It’s funny how a child can change you, it’s not just that you grow up because you are now responsible for a human life but this child has made me a baby myself. Before I go on there will be Halloween in this post I promise, I find that every time I see a newborn I quickly think he or she is just adorable and that is not a word I use regularly or was ever in my vocabulary, also I find myself fighting back tears with every video I watch of a baby or young child in it...gosh huh…..wait “gosh” where did that come from.

But I will also do anything for this child…anything. When we watched the first episode of The Walking Dead there was a scene where a bad guy had a baby by the neck and threatened to harm her. I had the worst feeling on that scene and I swear that I would have done something bad to that guy I mean I was angry, sad, felt hopeless and it was just a TV show but if you have read my blog you know how much I get into movies and shows.

Then there is this…

I wasted no time painting my daughters bum so that my wife could make a bumpkin out of it. See this is in the Halloween spirit, even though I used my daughter as the butt of this joke…get it. HA HA.

 

We even attempted to take pictures of her in a pumpkin patch but this was the best that we could get out of her, she was more entertained by the grass as it was the first time that she felt it between her toes. I will say this, she kicked the crap out of the grass and we all had fun.


Oh and Daddy made that bow....yup!

 

 



"My Inner Child will soon have someone to compete with"

Don't get me wrong, I want kinds, its just that it really sunk in when we went to the docs office and I watched as a tiny little human moved around inside the wife's stomach, well not necessarily her stomach but you know. It has been 4 months now that we found out that we were going to add another Macias to the clan, and well so far so good. There hasn't been any surprises “yet” as I am still skeptical about what goes on in that body of hers. She has not had any morning sickness….cross my fingers….but it’s said that it’s different for everyone and I hope so, because the last time something like that happen…..well let’s just say it wasn’t nice. However there is one thing that I have noticed, I have to wait a good period of time before I take my boots off when I get home from work, because I as soon as I do she will say that she wants to go and see if they still have this baby thing on sale or she didn’t cook because she was in the mood for some type of food that just happens to not be in our pantry, I guess you can call those cravings but I don’t know what you call the other part where she goes out and buys stuff. I take it as it goes for now because I don’t know what to expect and also it really hasn’t entirely hit me yet.

There are a couple of books out there that help women kind of understand what to expect but nothing out there “that I know of” for the men going through this, so I will write what I experience these next few months.