Two months ago tonight, my wife was going through the final hours of labor. She delivered our beautiful daughter, Rose, at exactly the stroke of midnight. My life has never been the same. It is also never more apparent then right now, as I sit in a hotel room in New York City on my first business trip since her birth.
It is hard to quantify how life has changed. There are the tangible things, like our grocery and household goods budget going up, a new car purchased, and the # of diapers she has gone through. It is certainly easy to feel the lack of sleep, although Rose is doing as well as you could hope for in that regard by sleeping about ~6 hours straight overnight. It isn’t the old 8 hours I’m used to, but it workable.
But how do you quantify staring into her eyes, when I said her name for the first time? Hearing her squeaking cry? The first time she “baby talked”? Those tiny tears dripping from her eyes down her cheeks. The every 3–4 hours to feed her? The massive burps. How she melts into your arms and all is right in the world.
I miss her. But I do this for her. And I will be home soon.
Right now I am at an airport bar with my wife, having a cold brew and waiting for my red eye back home. I have been in Seattle for the past five days visiting my brother, who just moved out here a few months ago.
It’s a trip that has been amazingly relaxing and has allowed for a lot of deep reflection and thinking about where I’m headed. Already there has been a lot of changes the past few months and I’m preparing to make some more in the future. It has never been more important to me to have control of my life so I can live it to its fullest.
Time to kick the next phase into gear.
Living in the small state of New Hampshire all 28 years of my life, I just realized how little of the state I really have visited.
Outside of a couple of youth hockey games when I was 7 or 8 in Berlin, I never been north of the White Mountains. Never been in the Great North Woods, never been to Pittsburg, NH. Along the same lines, outside of visiting Keene every year or two, I have no idea what towns are around that city and what is in them. I don’t recall ever being in the Rochester area either.
Until four years ago, I had never been at the top of Mount Washington. Tomorrow, I am returning via a trip on the Cog Railroad, which once again I have never been on before. Afterwards we are going to the Mount Washington Hotel to have a late lunch. Only a few weeks ago did I see the hotel for the first time.
Just returned last night from a week at Interop Las Vegas 2010 convention as one of the people representing Dyn Inc. What a wonderful trip it was, got to speak with lots of customers and had lots of fun with my co-workers. Completely exhausting trip though, I am totally wiped out right now. Glad to be home.
Looks like Belize, Cozumel, and Grand Cayman all survived Hurricane Dean with minimal damage. All of them should start seeing cruise ships again in the next couple of days.
Costa Maya is another story. Early reports suggest that the port’s dock is wrecked and there was extensive flooding. Doubt any cruise ship will go there in the next few months. Maybe Carnival will replace Costa Maya with another stop somewhere else, although it is too bad since I heard great things about this port.
So all in all, Katie and I’s honeymoon cruise is pretty much intact.
Best wishes to those who were in the path of the hurricane. Hopefully they are all safe.