{"id":48443,"date":"2022-02-15T21:21:30","date_gmt":"2022-02-16T02:21:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/totfc.net\/?p=48443"},"modified":"2022-02-17T21:21:40","modified_gmt":"2022-02-18T02:21:40","slug":"2-under-2-a-catch-up-on-dad-brog-post-078","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/?p=48443","title":{"rendered":"2 Under 2: A catch up on dad brog post (#078)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Hard to believe it\u2019s been over a month since I made any additions to this series.\u00a0 <\/span>I suppose I felt a little guilty that I was using it pretty primarily as an arena to bitch about parenting and that\u2019s really not what I had wanted the tag to be in the grand spectrum of things.\u00a0 <\/span>This isn\u2019t to say bad things that stress me out haven\u2019t happened, but a lot of things have occurred over the last month and a half since the last time I made an official dad brog post, and I feel like writing about them before the thoughts, words and motivation to do so vanish into the aether, never to be materialized.<\/span><\/p>\n

It started with one of the worst nights since #2 was born, as she woke up in the middle of the night like four times, required a bottle each time to go back out, only to sleep for like, 45 minutes before blowing up all over again and completely nuking mythical wife and I out of our minds.\u00a0 <\/span>We got to the point where it was trial by fire, and was time to evict the little night gremlin from our bedroom, and officially placed her into hers.\u00a0 <\/span>The crib, camera and just about everything else had already been set up, but being right next to #1\u2019s room, our biggest concern was that her night tantrums would run the risk of waking her sister, and two miserable kids was the last thing either of us wanted.\u00a0 <\/span>But seeing as how our lives were being ruined at that very moment, we pulled the trigger and kicked her out, and put her into her own room.<\/span><\/p>\n

The rest of that particular night didn\u2019t improve much, but we did learn that through a combination of maximum-distanced cribs between adjacent rooms and two white noise machines, it was possible for #1 to not really hear the screaming going on next door, which was a small victory in itself.\u00a0 <\/span>Now we knew that we could start working with #2 to sleep in her own room without risking waking up her sister, no matter how much she screamed.<\/span><\/p>\n

And since then, knock on wood, things have been showing some nominal improvement.\u00a0 <\/span>I hope I\u2019m not jinxing it by notating it, but she has been sleeping better more than she hasn\u2019t, and it\u2019s creating some optimism for mythical wife and I, and I\u2019m feeling like if this improvement starts to grow, then I may begin to have the capacity to get some evening runs in on the treadmill, which I\u2019ve been pining for like crazy, because I\u2019ve been gaining weight in not a good way over the last few weeks and it\u2019s feeding into my general anxiousness about life as it is.<\/span><\/p>\n

As was the case with my first child, my mom has come down to stay with me for a few weeks in order to help out as well as bond with her grandchildren.\u00a0 <\/span>Unlike the first go around, I don\u2019t have my head up my ass for most of this time, and I absolutely love having my mom around and I\u2019m not all (as) mopey and depressed about life while she\u2019s here, and understand that this really is the best month ever all over again.<\/span><\/p>\n

If you want proof of the importance of early bonding, #1 has lived a life very sheltered from people in general due to the never-ending pandemic we live in, but among the few people she met within her first year of life, my mom is one of them.\u00a0 <\/span>Now, she is basically stranger-danger to every single person she meets, including my sister, my dad and pretty much all of my relatives that she met for the very first time this past Thanksgiving, because she never knew them when she was an infant.<\/span><\/p>\n

That being said, one of the greatest joys of my life is seeing just how happy #1 is around my mom, and just how much she wants to be around halmoni<\/i>, except in toddler speak it keeps coming out as halmi<\/i> which warms me to the very core of my often hard dark heart.\u00a0 <\/span>She loves my mom, all of her cooking, and I\u2019m over the moon at the help and stability she brings to our chaotic household of two kids.<\/span><\/p>\n

But also the fact that #2 is getting the same opportunity to bond with my mom and hopefully create a similar lifelong appreciation for grandma that my first child has.\u00a0 <\/span>My mom\u2019s not getting any younger, and I\u2019m just so grateful that she\u2019s still got enough in her to lug around a 16 lb. and growing infant, and bringing some old school parenting tactics that is getting her to take naps and take a tremendous load off of my shoulders.<\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019ve never felt more productive and relaxed during the workday than I have over the last two weeks with my mom in tow, because it means my nanny doesn\u2019t have to pull double duty, and I know both my kids are getting the individualized attention that they really need.<\/span><\/p>\n

Finally, on the topic of work, this week marks the first time that I\u2019ve been reporting to an office in two years.\u00a0 <\/span>Sure, the company has since changed, and I\u2019m going into an office I\u2019ve never been to before, but the point remains, I\u2019m now getting up in the morning and driving into work, three days a week, two days from home.<\/span><\/p>\n

Among all sorts of awkwardness and germaphobia of doing such, I had a moment on Monday morning where I had to fight a clock, which was nothing out of the ordinary, but I had to pick up #1 and give her a kiss and tell her that I had to leave for work, for basically the first time ever.\u00a0 <\/span>Yes, there were 1-2 days after her birth and before coronavirus shut the world down where I went into the office, but she was in the NICU, and completely unaware of the world around her that she didn\u2019t know that I was going to work.\u00a0 <\/span>It was a very surreal and unusual feeling moment, but is something that will for the time being, be the norm.<\/span><\/p>\n

And it sucks knowing that after two years, I\u2019m away from my kids for 7-8 hours a day, because without eyes on them, I genuinely have no idea what\u2019s really going on, save for the mercy of updates from my mom or the nanny.<\/span><\/p>\n

However at the same time, being in the office environment and completely devoid of all the distractions of home, I\u2019m getting more work done than ever, and I feel like I\u2019m actually learning more about the job than I did while being full remote.\u00a0 <\/span>It\u2019s a good and a bad thing because of the tradeoff with my home and kids, but still essential nonetheless in order for me to actually grow in my career.<\/span><\/p>\n

So that is where life as dad is right now, which is to say that these dad brogs don\u2019t always have to be so miserable and full of mirth.\u00a0 <\/span>At this current juncture with my mom helping out, and me not dreading my job, things are actually feeling pretty optimistic currently.\u00a0 <\/span>Hopefully I\u2019m not jinxing anything by acknowledging it, but it does feel refreshing to not feel so drowning all the time, and hopefully the myths of things getting easier as the kids get older starts beginning to come to fruition.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Hard to believe it\u2019s been over a month since I made any additions to this series.\u00a0 I suppose I felt a little guilty that I was using it pretty primarily as an arena to bitch about parenting and that\u2019s really not what I had wanted the tag to be in the grand spectrum of things.\u00a0 … Continue reading 2 Under 2: A catch up on dad brog post (#078)<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[193,71,37,192,177],"class_list":["post-48443","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-brog","tag-dad","tag-famiry","tag-job","tag-kids","tag-mythical"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48443","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=48443"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48443\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":48445,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48443\/revisions\/48445"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=48443"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=48443"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/totfc.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=48443"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}