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six years ago (before i had children) my view of the world was much different.
when someone at the office announced they were expecting a baby, i wondered why they wasted my time to tell me such a thing. i was indifferent about the news and slightly annoyed that i was supposed to act excited. to me, having a baby was not much different than going to the store and purchasing light bulbs. not necessarily worth shouting to the world about.
then i had a baby. my view changed.
i was genuinely excited when others told me they were expecting a baby. i was enthralled with the whole "miracle of life" idea. i actively and excitedly participated in conversations about mucus plugs, breast feeding, nursery decor, and baby car seats. everything was roses, even baby snot was cute to me.
a year into my second baby, my view changed again.
i am still genuinely excited, but in a different way. I am excited to see that guy in the office that never misses a happy hour, plays basketball and softball four times a week and drives a corvette will soon lose every personal freedom that makes me hate him. i am genuinely excited to see some one other than myself will find petrified cheerios fused to the elbows of his favorite shirt. excited to know he will soon be forced to use that ridiculously expensive palm pda to schedule un-spontaneous sex with his wife when both of their schedules agree. excited to know his bank account will be quickly siphoned off, one 3 dollar bottle of non allergenic formula at a time.
welcome to my world, sucker.
Posted by griff at December 09, 2002 11:00 AM