Oh guys, ya girl is back to blogging. I’m sorry for not being around lately, y’know, life and shit.
So let’s get this started back up with a bang, ya feel me? Anna freaking Kendrick. I think I’m in love with her, but then again, who isn’t? She is beautiful, quirky, and overall a great personality. But we aren’t here to talk about that.
The first movie I ever saw her in was, of course, Twilight. Don’t judge me. I had read the books, and I just needed to see it, okay? 5th grade me couldn’t resist.. But much like Anna Kendrick, I forgot she was in it. So hey, Anna, we got something in common.
Now if you weren’t an emo vampire kid (my nickname the bullies gave me in school. How original.), there were plenty of other things she was in. Into the Woods, What to Expect When You’re Expecting, Mr. Right....
My favorite one that she’s been in though? Pitch Perfect. She absolutely slayed in those movies, and I was addicted. The acting and sassiness in that movie alone could take anyone out.
Wasn’t she in that one show.. My Best Friend is a Sex Doll? Or was that entire show just a fever dream I had. Wild.
Either way, Anna Kendrick is an absolute blessing, and the light of my life. I hope y’all can agree.
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The point, the exact moment when you become a dad...
Is kind of tricky.
Because for my money pregnancy is being more of a theoretical dad.
Oh sure, you know the baby's in there, but the sum total of your responsibilities focus on your wife.
Which is not the same thing, strictly speaking, as being a dad... or doing dad things.
That time of pregnancy?
I had my husband cap on.
So then what about the moment of birth? What about the moment my wife and the baby she carried became two distinct individuals, now separated by physical space.
What about then?
Nope. That was certainly closer... but still not the moment.
I wasn't like BAM. I'm a dad now.
In fact, there wasn't a single moment of conscious revelation for me. There was simply this tiny new human in our lives fully dependent on us, both of us now, and about whom I had concerns. Basic ones, of course.
Was she hungry?
Was she in any kind of discomfort?
Did she need to be changed?
Yes to that last question, by the way. Big time. One of the many unique experiences for which I was neither prepared nor...
Yup. I basically wasn't prepared. I didn't have any sort of natural understanding of this first of many, many, many experiences that would comprehensively take me by surprise. And yes. Nobody said, hey, this first change is gonna be a doozy.
Nobody said that to me.
In this very beginning of Linzy 'n me, I could only look into her newborn eyes...
And make my best guess.
That's when the title of Dad settled firmly onto my shoulders, fundamentally transforming my identity.
And that was a doozy as well.
In short, I had no idea all the things the authors of "What To Expect When You're Expecting" simply left out of that book.
No idea.
It's like they stop right after your baby's born. Which was the exact moment I started needing to know things and, because I didn't, it was also the moment, the first of so so many, that took and continue to take me by surprise.
Now.
Spin the decades forward nearly two and a half times to Friday night after the Triple Door show whilst Kimmer 'n I are at our table in the midst of a lot of people milling about... when I look up briefly to spy a young woman walking our way. Then I turn back to continue the conversation with Kimmer when Linzy walks up to ask how we liked the show.
Yeah.
Item number 10,352 that should've been included in What To Expect When You're Expecting:
There will come a moment, however brief that moment is, when you literally won't recognize your child.
Like, literally.
That was just the most recent in an unbroken string of continuing surprises.
And in-between? Across those two and a half decades?
An interesting exploration of the three faces of authority. Yet another super important thing to expect whilst you're expecting.
For example, early on, my authority was absolute. Which makes sense because our child could not care for herself. She needed support across all areas of her life. So every call was our call. Kimmer's call. Mine.
As Linzy grew older and began to take more areas of her life under control, sure, there were some things that were clearly our call. Kimmer's call. Mine. But if eventually you're gonna release a young human being into the wild... yeah.
They had best be prepared.
So we exercised absolute authority in some areas, balancing those stances with mentorship and guidance and processing. And the occasional full court press.
And then finally when she moved out, well... she took full control of her life. Took her life in her own hands.
And our authority now?
Is the authority of individuals who are recognized as experts in a particular field.
I don't know how else to put that.
The nature of the weekly questions that come our way imply we know more than just a little about the various challenges of being human.
So from God-like authority to recognized expert, that's me.
Dad.
And yes. My life as Dad is ongoing and continues to be a relentless adventure.
Even though, and probably because, I didn't know what I was expecting.
😉
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