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In the movie Lost in Translation there is a scene in which Bill Murray's character explains that, upon having your first child, "your life as you know it is gone...never to return." The movie has been one of my favorites for years. I just wish that I had known he meant my life.

In early 2010, I gave birth to the world's most perfect child. (Is there a parent who doesn't think his/her child is the world's most perfect?) In addition to being beautiful, he is brilliant and sweet and funny and hands-down the best thing that will ever happen to me. This kid is my entire world. I had somehow suspected through most of my life that he would be, which is why I fought very hard to have him. But about the post-childbirth apocalypse, I had absolutely no clue.

To say things have changed would be misleading. EVERYTHING has changed. Most of it has been good--some not so great--but everything is without a doubt different. And now the world changes once again. My little family and I find ourselves journeying from the big city to beautiful, calm Montana. Will the change be for the better? As with anything, the answer is sometimes "yes," sometimes "no," and always sought with massive quantities of hope. Come with me as I navigate the roads from fast-paced, big-city lawyer to Montana Momhood. Is there a line that can be walked? We'll see. But I can guarantee, at a minimum, it will be an adventurous road trip....

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Daddyhood

Clearly, there are many aspects of parenthood that have thrown me for a loop.  One such shocker is that I have seen a number of really great guys become absolutely incredible dads.  Don't get me wrong--my girl friends are some of the best parents in the world.  And my own Dad is (in my and many others' humble opinion) hands-down the best.  But there is something about seeing my guy pals take on this new role that has me in awe.

Take, for example, my friend "Seamus."  He's an awesome lawyer and an even more awesome guy.  He has two little kids, both of whom are adorable and smart and sweet.  I adore his wife and am in no way surprised that the kids are fantastic.  What I am surprised at, though, is how being a dad has affected him to his core.  I'm not surprised he's a good dad; I am surprised at what a natural he is.  A mutual friend once commented that he and Seamus went to dinner one night and were seated next to a family.  The baby in the group was perched precariously in a booster and our friend noted that Seamus had, throughout their entire meal, one eye on the baby and was ready to spring into action should the kid tumble.  Likewise, every time I talk with Seamus about our kids I'm blown away by how wholly immersed he is in their existence.  I'm not talking about overprotective parenting or just liking the kids--I mean that he just gets being a parent.  He's truly a role model and I just shake my head in awe at the dad he has become.

My point, dear readers, is that people can surprise you.  Hell, we can surprise ourselves.  While none of us (despite his protests) would ever in a million years have contested that Seamus would have rocked the dad thing, seeing it in action is beautiful.  Likewise, a number of my guy friends have found a whole new sense of self through dad-hood.  And recognizing what these guys are capable of is so incredible, and gives me so much hope for the world, I'm grateful for what they have taught me.  So here's to the awesome dads of the world.  May you never lose faith in your abilities.  I know the rest of us won't.

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