Ok, this is weird. My third post in one day. Who would have thought that at 10:40pm with everyone asleep (Even the dog ) I would be doing this. It definitely is therapeutic to put my thoughts on paper. Not for others to read so much, as for myself to read and to learn about myself. When we were dating, my wife used to call me the Tasmanian Devil ( cartoon character form Bug Bunny); she thought the character's physical stature (thick upper body and smaller legs) reminded her of me. It still makes me laugh when I think of it. I tend to think it's my temperament that is more like it. For those who don't know what I mean. In the cartoons the Tasmanian Devil blows through a room in the shape of a tornado twister. I feel often that's how I go through life. I am so caught up in trying to do everything and fix everything. Even though my intentions are great, after I leave the room. It's a disaster zone.
Often I say "my best asset is also my worst enemy", it's so true. My personality of never letting a friend or love one go and sticking by them, also is my achilles heel. I never let people go and let them fall and learn at their own pace.... I take that privilege away from God. So here I am with a baby girl sleeping upstairs and I have to learn what to battle and what to let go with her. When to be stern and when to be soft. When to discipline and when to hug. Yes, with my daughter at 10 weeks old. I am starting to stress about it already. How come nobody told me fatherhood would be so hard!!!!!
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Its a blessing to grow in his grace with you...you already are a wonderful father and getting practice on when to be gentle in picking her up and talking with her like you do, and when to be stern. Like when she needs her diaper changed and she doesn't want it changed.
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