Every first-time father hears the horror stories about "how hard" it is to take care of a baby. From the lack of sleep to the crying to the toll it takes on your golf game, there is no shortage of sob stories from new dads.
Truth be told, taking care of a baby is hard work, and dealing with a neurotic wife only makes it that much worse. But honestly, the joys of the experience far outweigh the hardships. I have complaints but they disappear whenever I see my daughter learn something new, or, better yet, when she laughs uncontrollably. You take the good with the bad, and if your child is healthy, and happy, you can't really complain. Crying and crapping and complaining come with the territory, but it could be worse...much, much worse.
Count your blessings. Life isn't that bad. If you have the average, well adjusted, relatively normal kid, you're one of the lucky ones. You've never had to deal with Colic, or Croup or, god forbid, a Cleft Palete. And, let's hope you'll never know the horrors of Cystic Fibrosis, Cerebral Palsy or a Congenital Heart Defect in your baby that could crush even the strongest of dads. You never had to watch your premature baby fight for life in an incubator, or leave your child in a hospital's care because he was born with cancer of the brain. You've never had to fight the fear, and the heartache, of watching your baby struggle for breath, or life. It doesn't take much to remind you of the fragility of the human body and how much worse things could be, in a heartbeat. So instead of complaining about how having a baby affects your ability to go out drinking with your buddies, remind yourself that you have it pretty good. If your baby was born healthy, you have it VERY good.
You want to whine about something, why not lament the fact that your baby is growing up so fast that the best time of your life is quickly passing you by and soon it will all be just a memory. So quit bitching and enjoy being a dad. It's a gift, and should be seen as such, always.
But, hey, if you want to complain about your wife, I'm all ears....
Truth be told, taking care of a baby is hard work, and dealing with a neurotic wife only makes it that much worse. But honestly, the joys of the experience far outweigh the hardships. I have complaints but they disappear whenever I see my daughter learn something new, or, better yet, when she laughs uncontrollably. You take the good with the bad, and if your child is healthy, and happy, you can't really complain. Crying and crapping and complaining come with the territory, but it could be worse...much, much worse.
Count your blessings. Life isn't that bad. If you have the average, well adjusted, relatively normal kid, you're one of the lucky ones. You've never had to deal with Colic, or Croup or, god forbid, a Cleft Palete. And, let's hope you'll never know the horrors of Cystic Fibrosis, Cerebral Palsy or a Congenital Heart Defect in your baby that could crush even the strongest of dads. You never had to watch your premature baby fight for life in an incubator, or leave your child in a hospital's care because he was born with cancer of the brain. You've never had to fight the fear, and the heartache, of watching your baby struggle for breath, or life. It doesn't take much to remind you of the fragility of the human body and how much worse things could be, in a heartbeat. So instead of complaining about how having a baby affects your ability to go out drinking with your buddies, remind yourself that you have it pretty good. If your baby was born healthy, you have it VERY good.
You want to whine about something, why not lament the fact that your baby is growing up so fast that the best time of your life is quickly passing you by and soon it will all be just a memory. So quit bitching and enjoy being a dad. It's a gift, and should be seen as such, always.
But, hey, if you want to complain about your wife, I'm all ears....
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