the kid is here today!
The human child that I helped create arrived today to spend (I think) the rest of this year with me/her grandparents and that makes me so very happy because I thought I wouldn’t be seeing her until the big family holiday shindig on the 31st. I’m especially glad because if I wasn’t goin’ to be seeing the kid before the 31st then even on that day I’d only see them for as long as we were together with the rest of the family doing that whole thing. This way I’ve got a good bunch of days to just hang out with the most awesome will-be-a-teenager-in-under-two-months-holy-shit-how-is-that-possible-person-that-I-helped-create.
I love being a dad and having my kid with me feels whole and lovely.
Having the proper medication to target the specifically horrifying seizures I was having is the shiz.
Also, I miss doing stoichiometry problems in my chemistry notebook. I just found some to do on the interwebs, but I do remember there being this special kind of bad-ass I felt when I was just doing them in my notebook on the couch while watching The Simpsons reruns in the early evenings of my junior year. I’m a science geek through and through.
Did I tell you that we’ve worked out a better dosing plan for my gabapentin that will keep me basically steadily stoned but in a way that just means I’m functioning relatively normally? I take it three times a day (instead of the just two that I had been taking with the occasional third one at 3 PM) and this both keeps me loaded up with it and prevents me from needing any more than that so the amount that I have will last for as long as we’re expecting it to so I’m not in a position where I run out of it again.
Can I just say again how lovely it is to have this “space” back again. I love knowing that I can write in here and over at Prosebox and that I have so much room for my thoughts to get shunted out of the ol’ noggin.
I can hear the child talking to their friend on the phone (they’re outside a sliding glass door on a deck on the side of our apartment building) and it just sounds like a person who’s happy and that makes me happy.
Aww! I love all this!!! So many lovely things.
In an effort to relate: I love how you said hearing how happy she is makes you happy … My daughter is 11 and will be 12 in January…. She has kids messenger on her tablet and I’ve told her I can read her messages-which she was ok with. I checked once and it was just her and her bestie hyping each other up about how amazing they think each other is … And that makes me get all warm inside every time I think about the kind of girl she is and the kind of friends she keeps. 💜
Hope you just keep continuing feeling better.
@thecriticsdarling it’s the best because she’s just turning out to be exactly the kind of person that I’d hoped she’d be and I am endlessly proud of her and proud to be her father.
*high-fives-like-whoa*
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