We’ve had our very first baby boy and child! And boy do I feel like I’ve been hit by a freight train when he’s screaming at me to do something. Do what? i’m asking. I have no clue what i’m doing! So as Jaxton’s cries persist both my wife and I look like we are about to explode! And then, something wonderful happens, he lets off this big surprising fart (sounds like a Daddy fart), and both me and my wife look at each other and burst into laughter.
A constant ebb and flow of emotions my wife and I have been for the last two weeks. My wife at least has an excuse, me, I feel like their should be a thing called Postjaxtonbirth depression so it would include me and give me an excuse (Em is fine she doesn’t have postpartum) . I had no clue what I was getting into just under a year ago when we decided to have our first child. I thought you just start having children and then immediately they bring absolute joy to your world. Don’t get me wrong, Jaxton has been the most awesome thing that has ever happened in my life, I just forgot that there is always some opposition to the absolute joys of your world.
Funny thing tho, I would have to say that I’ve hit a new level on both sides of the spectrum. The Lord has opened up new possibilities of keeping me humble while giving me a euphoria of joy in the process. It is truly funny how that works and I’m so excited for what possible things lie ahead.
Peace be the journey mon (said in a rasta voice),