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My gift to my son
I wrote last week about parents wishing to provide for their kids what it was that they themselves wanted to have as kids. I posited that for me, perhaps it was ready & early access to books/learning, or maybe it was the freedom to be determine your own path.
But as I sit here, restless yet tired, I think I know what it is that I’m giving to my son.
I’m giving him the best father that I can imagine: Seppo.
An addendum to the last post
Just as a note, it occurs to me that I’ve talked to many people this past week: some people that I talk to often and some that I rarely talk to. And I hope no one that I spoke to thought of the last post as, “Stop calling me, you freak!” I enjoyed every call and every conversation and every wish for luck as friends & family reached out to give me a last minute pep talk. It’s been fantastic and I’ve never felt so loved and well-supported.
And I really, really appreciate it! And enjoyed every minute.
I’m going into hibernation not because I don’t want to talk to you guys, but because I am quite suddenly, as of yesterday, very, very, very tired and sleepy all the time and have been falling asleep randomly (and still have those pesky official calls and last minute things to do around the house).
I’ve read that could be one of the signs of impending labor, so I’m trying to rest up the body as best as I can. 😀 That’s all.
Thanks! I hope no one misunderstood and thought I didn’t want to talk to you. I just need to switch off for a bit.