- Sleep for any great length of time
- Stop twisting every little noise into something that sounds like a baby
- Stop cleaning things or washing my hands
- Stop looking at babies and going, ‘aww’.
- Watch Trainspotting (if you’ve seen it, you’ll know why)
I’m not really surprised by any of this, I’m a little shocked it took so long for the emotional side of fatherhood to set in, cause it’s fully here. I had the instinctual hunter/gatherer feelings right away and have been hovering over my son since he’s been out of the womb, but it’s all been logic based. Baby needs a bottle because he’s crying, I’ll get him a bottle. Baby is a little fussy because of gas, I’ll rock him until he settles–that sort of thing. Now, I’m getting the weepies when I see a picture of a crying baby or hear one on TV.
I am grateful that I now have a severe emotional attachment to my son’s needs since I was kinda feeling like Rosie the robot, but holy crap it’s scary.