|The only peace I’ll get for the next 20 years…|
I must admit, I feel a bit guilty. With my wife’s first pregnancy, I created so much hype that it turned into 18 months worth of daily Facebook and blog posts, eventually becoming the One Funny Daddy pages (and a book for Jake). Not to mention, 1,000’s of pictures, hours of video, etc. You would of thought we had just spawned Justin Bieber! While Baby Number 2 has been in the oven, my wife and I have calmly and sweetly prepared for the arrival. I am grateful to say it has been an uneventful, relatively painless pregnancy for the wifey. But…no ‘365 Days of Baby Number 2’. No hype. Just hope. Hope that we are lucky enough to bring another happy and healthy kiddo into the family. So, what do we tell this child when he or she asks to see their book, or all those pictures of Mama while she was preggers? Of course, Number 2 will be just as loved, yadda, yadda. Although, with WAY less fanfare. Is this how “Middle Child Syndrome” begins? Am I a Dickhead Dad!?!?!?
Ha! I got a like! I got a like! Someone besides me read my page!!!:)
Wait until baby 5 comes (yeah, we said it wouldn't happen also). Her pictures are loaded on the computer. That's as far as we got.
Apparently, I am a Dick Head Mom. Same story. Baby #2 got hosed. Poor kid. It's reality. That's why the babies are spoiled…to make up for ignoring them. Maybe.