Rough Night
My son was pretty fussy all night long and kept both of us a lot throughout the night. It was due to the fact that he decided to be vampire-like and sleep during the day. My poor wife stayed up with him, rocking him, feeding him, and trying to get him to go to sleep. He wasn't playing nice though! We sort of have an agreement in which I wake up early and stay with him and stay up late too. I got the better end of the stick last night/this morning though. She wound up getting maybe two or three hours of sleep and now is sleeping until (hopefully) the late afternoon. I plan on waking his ass up throughout the day and not letting him sleep so much right before we go to bed. Yesterday he turned a week old! Wow!
I feel like I'm getting a bit more accustomed to the whole daddy role. It's pretty crazy to see his big beautiful eyes staring out at me and while many people say babies don't smile at this young of an age, I say phooey, he does smile!
This Saturday I'm taking the wife on a date. We're gonna go do some adult-like things like see a movie and get some dinner and maybe have a glass of wine! Shock! Later that evening I'm going to watch the Winky Wright/Jermain Taylor fight on HBO with my son. He needs to learn the art of the jab. I guess I'm rooting for Winky (hometown hero and all) but to be honest, I like Taylor just as much. I just want to see a good fight. Last couple of fights I've watched have been big snores.
I can't believe I originally thought that I was going to be able to go back to work after just being home one week. While I physically could do it--I can live without sleep pretty well since I've struggled with insomnia throughout my life--I wouldn't want to put such a burden on my wife quite yet. She's still worn out from the whole labor thing and getting accustomed to being a housewife/mom for the next four months. While I constantly think how awesome it would be to have hit the lottery so I wouldn't have to go to work, boy would I miss that kind of mental engagement. I'll tell you this though, the work stress that I let get to me before seems like a distant stupid memory now!