We're nearing the half-way mark of Alison's pregnancy. This has been a very quick ride (for me, at least) compared to last time. I feel more confident in what's happening and what's going to happen. We're also getting to the fun part. Alison is starting to feel kicks, soon we'll (hopefully) know the gender, and in just a few short months, I'll be holding my second child in my arms.
Benedict is simply amazing. He is crazy smart, speaks so clearly, and is a true joy to be around. He's gentle, kind, patient, and generous... all perfect traits for an oldest child. I think he's going to be a big help with new baby and he's going to love all over that kid.
One of the transitions I'm making mentally is grasping the concept that I don't have a child, I have children. I have multiple kids that I'm responsible for, and get to play with. It's a big step because, and I think we all do this, I don't think that I'm old enough for that. It's an absurd thought, but I think this is very much a milestone in a man's life.
Children are a wonderful gift and bring so much light into the world. At the end of 2015, Benedict took a 3 day vacation to his grandparents and I worked to finish overdue projects. While he was gone, I was very productive, but also a bit sad. There was an emptiness in my life. Getting him home was the best! The fact that I not only get to keep him, but also have another one is amazing. I'm so excited to watch another human life grow before my eyes.
Going from a child to children is a big step, but our nature is prepared for it. So often I find myself responding appropriately to Benedict out of instinct and not intellect. In those times, I feel more confident than ever that I'm ready to take on the challenge, opportunity, and adventure of caring for my children.