This Monday marks Joella’s first full month on earth. I can’t believe it’s been thirty-one days since the delivery at the hospital.
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This Monday marks Joella’s first full month on earth. I can’t believe it’s been thirty-one days since the delivery at the hospital.
Before I became a dad, i had this issue with loud babies and kids right in the middle of a church service.
I thought it was the most annoying thing ever in that kind of environment, closely beating the ringing cellphone in second place and unsynchronized multimedia song support in third. I wasn’t having double-standards, I hated myself whenever I happened to be responsible of any of them. But again, little Joella made me break my arrogant attitudes, one little thing at a time. I always strive to keep my baby girl quiet and, whenever possible, asleep in Sunday services. But at those times she decided it would be a good thing to just wake up and make some noise, it became quite a humbling experience, at least in my own head. How we scramble to try calming her down with whatever we have on hand, and sometimes even still failing, that we had to take her out of the main service room. I thank God for still letting me grow and increase my capacity to understand myself and love those around me. One down. Now if only I could get rid of the other two..Here’s what it was like before:
Pro’s of life: Cool gear to play with, awesome movies every month, the app store, good places to eat around this city Con’s: Freakin traffic jams, bureacracies and gratification-seeking civil officials, my wife’s asking too many things, cost of living Now as of 31st July onwards, here they are: Pro’s: Cute baby, smiling baby, playful babyLong before Joella was born, my wife and I discussed family plans and all those stuff that didn't even cross your mind before you got married. One of them was that if we were going to have a baby, how would we split up parental chores? Especially in those early months, where we simply had to adapt to the kid's needs.
Then she expressed her desire to become a full-time mom, to quit whatever work she's going be in. She wants full attention to go the the baby, for an indefinite amount of time. First thing I thought to myself was, "Ouch, that's gonna hurt!" How do you cut the family income in two, flush a piece down the can, while at the same time adding the feeding head count by fifty percent? That's gotta be one of the worst life equations ever. But after much thought, I realized that was a very selfless pledge for her part to make. She's committing to take charge of all baby-related duties, from changing diapers to midnight wake up calls. That's a really noble reason to live, coming from a guy who has no hopes of going down that road. So here we are, couple of weeks into Joella's life. While I get to spend most of my time with the baby playing and cuddling when she's fed and happy, I know for a fact that Priscila's the real hero in this battle, she's the one who responds to most untimely cries and goes miles to make sure Joella's life on earth starts well. Thank God for my wife.I love this picture.
Not for its quality, which pretty much shows how bad the iPhone 3G’s cam app is. Zoom and subject placement also were nothing impressive. But I’ve really wanted for my daughter to give me a kiss as early as possible. And though she didn’t do it on purpose, and I have no idea why a nose would be a good spot, but this picture captured that special moment. I love my daughter so much..