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My Journey to Our Daughter's Three Month Birthday

Time really runs so fast.It's been three months that our baby was born. It seems like it was yesterday.

Before that, the only time I held a baby in my arms for more than five minutes was 31 years ago when my younger brother was born (this is to show how ready I was to be a father...). The first week after our daughter was born, I looked like a zombie. After six sleepless nights, I knew something had to change. We needed to find a system that could work for both my wife and I.

I can tell you one thing. My wife is a trooper. Being a newcomer in Canada is quite a big challenge by itself (trust me.I worked with newcomers to Canada for over 7 years. I know a little thing or two about what they face). Add to that carrying a baby and all the fun stuff of being a wife and living for the first time in her life away from her (wonderful) family. It's not an easy thing to do. You can also add teaching her husband how to cook stuff other than pasta. She was exhausted too.

Now, three months later, I look like a professional who's been working with kids for years. I can do everything in a heart bit. My food taste like real food, I can wash the baby, change her diapers,and have fun along the way. Just this morning, I was at the library and my first instinct was to go to the children section. What a lifestyle change! (do they give Nobel Prizes for that? I think I deserve one). I feel comfortable now.

Looking back, I can only laugh how I was struggling with all the changes. It was really tough. Now, whenever I am about to lose my nerves when the baby can't stop crying, I look at her, and she has her disarming smile (she changes her moods so quickly like Canadian weather lol) and I can't help but smiling too. It's a pure joy.

Just the other day, I was sharing with my wife how I heard from Bob Proctor that there is a Law of Rhythm. Life has phases. We can be up, and the next thing you know, you're down. The key is to recognize where you are and know that there will be another phase coming, and not fight what is. Three months ago, it was tough to be a new dad, now it is pure joy and the struggle has been replaced by smiles. I love it.

So, if you are in a phase of struggle, just say to yourself that this too shall pass, another phase of your life is coming. It's a Law. We cannot remain at the same place forever. That is good news, I think.

Moral of the story?

Do you want to learn new things? Just get a new baby and you will learn how to cook

Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman.

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