It was 10 years ago that there was a moment in time in which we weren’t sure we were going to be parents of twins after all. Chloe was pulled out of Julie’s belly pale and without a speck of life in her body.
Time stopped. I still choke up thinking about it a decade later.
Thank God she finally breathed.
I told myself right then and there that nothing else would ever be has hard as those few minutes and the next few days were. Everything else that tries to stress me out? Meh. Sorry. Try again. I nearly watched my child die so you ain’t got nothing on me.
Here we are. Ten years later. Twin girls turning 10, a boy that’s 8 and another boy on the way that’s about to be three. (Yea, it’s not that Julie is 36 months pregnant – we are adopting again).
Being a parent is hard, but frankly, if I wasn’t one I am not sure what I’d live for. Life would be absent of poopy diapers, vomit stains, category 5 fits, buck teeth, braces, farts and burps, disney channel, the Wiggles, wrong wordings like saying “Home Peepo”, runs for donuts, six flags rides, disney world and mickey mouse, animated films, picking out puppy dogs, piles of stuffed animals, legos, luvies, cuddles, every light being left on all day – everyday, growing pains, driveway play time, bike rides, beach trips, girl drama, boy drama, outfit and hair drama, night time prayers and tuck-ins, fun Skype calls, tears over a pet, Teen Beach Movie, chasing dogs down the road because of an open door, singing “poop goes in the potty” while driving up Mt. Evans, Christmas morning present blitzes, sleepovers, camps, puppet talks with Alfred and Mustard, ice cream runs, cookies at 1o, the little gym, dressing like cows for free food, Fruit Loops, snow cones, all in one bed moments, made up Mickey stories, tickle fights, laser tag, city tours, silly faces and made up songs like “Bad Butt”.
I could go on, but it’s already 1:00 in the morning. Yea, this is about the only quiet time you get as a dad.
But when they’re grown and gone, I know I will wish it be this way again. Hopefully we will have decades down the road of peace and quiet. For now, I’ll take getting 5 ours of sleep a night, working my rear off to pay for the braces, and dealing with the 30 minute eating out debates.
For 10 years now Julie and I have lived the family life in full throttle mode. Sure we could be a lot richer and our retirement accounts might set the world on fire. But for now, my answer is “all of the above” and I wouldn’t change it for the world.