Hello My Imaginary Friends,
Just a short break between episodes of Gladiators in SPACE!
I have officially been a father for ten days. So much and so little has happened since she was born. In an attempt to avoid rambling too much I’ll separate this into parts.
A theme this past ten days has been, “I thought I understood what was going to happen, but I didn’t.”
The birth and labour was much longer than I expected and very different. I won’t go into details but despite all our preparation we had no clue.
When I saw the little wriggling baby for the first time I didn’t experience what a lot of people had described. I didn’t instantly fall in love, I didn’t just know, etc. I just saw an adorable baby that vaguely looked like her mother. I instinctively wanted to protect her, but I get that with all babies. There was nothing spiritual or magical.
All the love and the urge to make everything better for her came slowly over time. It started when we first learned she existed and continued to grow. It’s still growing now.
I think even if she weren’t my child, I’d find her adorable. She makes these little snuffling noises, squeaks, and mini-roars that sound just like what I’d imagine a little Dragon would sound like.
In case you don’t know what Impostor Syndrome is, it’s “an inability to internalize […] accomplishments and a persistent fear of being exposed as a ‘fraud’.”
It’s most common in artistic people from what I’ve seen. I sometimes wonder how long it’ll take people to realize that it was mistake to publish me. By the way, check out A Study in Aether and leave reviews on Goodreads or Amazon. Ahem…
I’ve found the same sort of feeling with Keladry. One moment I’ll be changing her diapers and the next I’ll wonder when her real parents are coming to take her home. It’s like my brain is unable to fully comprehend that we’ve created a human and are now responsible for her. It’s terrifying.
There’s a disconnect between understanding the principles of making and having children and truly internalizing the information.
I’m told that the Parental Impostor Syndrome goes away eventually. Hopefully the other one will as well, but it’ll probably take longer.
Sleep and Doing stuff
Everyone warned me that once the baby would be around, there would be no time for sleep or anything else. So far we’ve been lucky; she’s sleeping 2-4 hours in a row between feedings. I can’t imagine doing this and going to my full time job, but I’ve been able to do a few little things here and there on projects.
The first few days I felt utterly lost and a little panicked but we’ve been introducing elements of routine into our days and that’s making me feel better.
As she grows older, we’ll try to instill a nice routine into her life as well and we can hope that will prevent us all from going crazier than we already are.
Friends and Family
I’m a shameless optimist when it comes to the human race and the innate goodness in each of us. That being said, I’m extremely insecure and have as a default assumption that everyone dislikes me. (It’s unfounded and silly but my brain is a jerk.)
Our friends and family have been absolutely amazing. Any and all support we need is there and we greatly appreciate it. You are all amazing!
We thought long and hard about who and what we wanted for our little Dragon’s Godparents.
We narrowed down the criteria to someone who:
- was spiritual or had a good academic knowledge of world religions;
- could teach her things she won’t learn in school;
- was a good person and role model;
- who would take the job seriously; and
- who could be friend and confidant that wouldn’t have an issue telling us if we were being unfair.
In the end we chose her Aunt Lindsay, who’s one of the most good and genuine people I know, and S.M. Carrière, who’s a wonderful person with a lot to share with Dragon. I know both will be there for her and make sure she grows up to be an awesome person.
Read S.M. Carrière’s post about it that made both Jen and I cry.
There’s a lot more I could write but I’ll stop there.