Newborn love

[Pallydin]

While it was more an event for the Hamilton folks, I figured my own thoughts on things might be better suited for Lounge consumption.

Catherine had her baby boy the other day and I'm already on record as saying he is perhap the cutest (and largest) newborn I've ever seen.....not that I'm an expert by any stretch of the imagination, but I like the little dimple he has in the middle of his brow above the bridge of his nose. While I was visiting the new mom and baby yesterday, she tried to explain to me (being someone who has never been an involved party to the miracle of life) how it felt to first hold that new little person and the bond that forms immediately thereafter. She likened it to "falling deeply in love" with someone but moreso than ever is possible with a partner/spouse/SO. Like an explosion of love that bursts into fullness and then grows into the lasting bond between child and parent.

And so while I realize we hear a great deal about that kind of a bond with the mothers (how appropriate that I'm posting this on Mother's Day), I was wondering if the same is also true for those guys out there who have children? For my part, I held the little guy within his first days of life and my heart lept when his eyelids fluttered open and his eyes peered up searching for my face, and I felt the desire to do anything in my power to protect him from the wrongs of the world. Is that a mere fraction of the sheer joy parents feel when holding their own flesh and blood?

I wouldn't mind hearing some thoughts from the guys and the ladies if they wish to share.....

PAL

 

[Gord's Bro]

Can't put the experience . . .

. . . into words. One moment your S.O. is screaming in pain, even swearing at you, the next she is holding you new baby in her arms asking . . . . "Do you want to do it again?"

From then on it's an ever-changing experience, mostly of love but sometimes "tearing-your-hair-out, why the f . . k did we do this" frustration.

I've been lucky, two children have grown into adulthood without too much harm from me.

One thing I find interesting. There will come a day that you will never know til after the fact . . . it will be your last trip to the park to push them on swings, or watch them in the playground.

For my two, it happened over a decade ago and for the life of me can't remember when exactly.

Bottom line, enjoy 'em as kids . . . they grow up quickly and, if you are as fortunate as my S.O. and I, well.

G's B.

 

[DudleyDoRight]

Nothing, but nothing, will ever compare to the joy of holding your own child. Take it from me.