Daddy Day begins the same way. Kelsey brings Houston from his crib to our bed, and we wake up the same way. We stretch, rub our eyes, then smile. Then Kelsey asks him, "Houston, is it gonna be a good day?"(She asks that every day) But today, I answered, "You bet! Are you ready for Daddy Day?" Then Kelsey leaves and I am all alone. Thje first time she left, it felt like my first night in the hospital, when the nurse turned to me and asked, "Dr., what do we do?"I hesitated and she responded, "You're a doctor, act like one." So I told her to get me some coffee and saved the patient's life :) But seriously, the isolation of sole responsibility is similarly daunting. Though Houston smells much better than my drunks.
After a few full days alone with Houston, I love it. But it also amazes me how cyclical his life is:
Sleep - Wake - Play - Eat - Sleep - Wake - Play - Eat
I have also realized how hard it is to accomplish items on your own list while at home. The only real break is while he sleeps. And during that time, it is so tempting to sleep while he does... Anyway, the plan for the day is to try and revise a few manuscripts and submit them to journals. I also hope to get some cycling in.
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