Today is the first day of the rest of my life.
Yesterday was my last day at the job I’ve had for the past six years. I was quite happy to quit — sad to leave my coworkers but thrilled to leave the job. I’ll still be working, but from now on, I’ll be “working differently,” as they say. I am become a stay at home dad, upender of worlds.
I don’t throw around the word “blessing” a lot because I try to save it for big things like this. We are very fortunate that this makes sense for us. More and more, it has become increasingly clear that the Wife needs me to pick up the reins at home so she can devote sufficient attention to her work. And I’m elated to do it.
That said, I’m also the kind of person who has a lot of emotional inertia. Change, even change for the better, even change that I absolutely want, is difficult and nerve-wracking and an awful lot of work. I’d rather rest in the comfortable rut that I’m in. It’s cozy and predictable, even if I’m not all that fond of it. This is just the beginning of what I expect will be a crazy, fly-by-the-seat-of-our-pants, terrifying year of incredible potential.
Oh, sure I was home for a nice long while at the beginning of the year thanks to baby Z being born. That wasn’t a normal time, however. That was a great big vacation, with trips and stuff. Now that I have become Michael Keaton* in Mr. Mom, we will need to craft new schedules and routines for ourselves. Taking care of the kids will be my job. It is glorious. It is the stuff of nightmares.
The upshot for you, Dear Reader, is that I will also be devoting more time to writing and to this blog. I expect the posting rate will be able to return to something more like the first couple of months were here, with more posts of real length. I could write a whole post on the backlog of posts that I hadn’t had time to write since I went back to work.
So, come with me, friends, on this wild adventure I’m about to embark on. You know, the same wild adventure that every stay-at-home parent has had before me. The one with poopy diapers.
*I always say you should base your life on Michael Keaton’s career. After all, once you kick the alcoholism, insanity, and being a bug-eating ghost you get to be Batman.