So, it's been a while--but no big news yet--just checking in.
My Mom was in town over the weekend--she was just tickled pink to accompany Erin to her final ultrasound last Friday. The images were amazing, to say the least. We haven't seen this kind of definition before...I'm talking head full of hair, wafting around in the amniotic matrix that is his world...whoah. The seams in his skull punctuate the contrasting whites/blacks of tissue/space...it's getting psychedelic in there.
It's getting crazy out here too. Erin is exhibiting CLASSIC nesting behaviors that our birthing class instructor mentioned. The nursery has come a long way (pics to follow) and is really beautiful. Thanks to our Moms, et al, for all the help! I get a kick out of watching Erin scuttle to and fro, lining drawers, organizing toys/books/onesies by age-range, etc... Oh, and I'm such a grown man--I installed (all by myself!) our Chicco car seat/travel system in Erin's car yesterday. Our suitcase is packed, and at this point, we're just waiting for the bell to ring--I mean for the water to break.
Wish us luck!
(again, I must thank ALL our friends & family for all the support--I see now why they say "It takes a village.")
Monday, February 22, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
Beginnings
I'm Josh Jenkins of Gainesville, FL--maybe you've heard of me?
Just kidding. But seriously, folks, here it is: I'm 33 years of age, and I'm about to cross the precipice into fatherhood. I never thought I'd see the day, but lo--it is nigh upon me.
My wife & I married in May of '98, after earning our A.A.s. at Indian River State College. (it was actually a community college then, btw) We then moved to Gainesville and worked on our Bachelor degrees for a few more years. Then we worked until we could buy a house. Then we were out of prudent excuses as to why we weren't ready to have children. We both always wanted kids, we just wanted to wait until the right time. Many people have told me that "if you wait until you can afford kids, you'll never have them." I can see the truth in this--as many of my friends (and myself of course) were born to young, broke twenty-somethings in the mid 70s--these young parents-to-be weren't homeowners--they were not college graduates--but they did raise beautiful families. They raised us--and we are awesome, my generation.
All of this gave me hope. BUT...I was still a bit too pragmatic in my approach to daddyhood to go that route. So I/we waited. No big deal, really. In a way, I kind of feel like it's the old 6 one way/half a dozen the other. We're in a nicer house & 'hood and all to start with, but WITH the added debt of student loans/mortgage that our parents lacked--so are we really in any better of a position than they were to raise us a youngin'? That is one of many soul-searing questions that I will examine in this blog--hopefully I will find out some truths about myself along the way.
I do know this: I am super-duper stoked about meeting my son, Luke.* I'm going to teach him SO many awesome things. My gorgeous wife, Erin, is due to deliver him on March 8 (2010)--mere weeks away. I will keep you posted of all the gooey drama leading up to/throughout/after the delivery. (because, guys, no matter HOW much you'd rather just sit this kind of thing out--you just gotta be there.) Please stay tuned...Double J out.
*unless Erin changes her mind ;)
Just kidding. But seriously, folks, here it is: I'm 33 years of age, and I'm about to cross the precipice into fatherhood. I never thought I'd see the day, but lo--it is nigh upon me.
My wife & I married in May of '98, after earning our A.A.s. at Indian River State College. (it was actually a community college then, btw) We then moved to Gainesville and worked on our Bachelor degrees for a few more years. Then we worked until we could buy a house. Then we were out of prudent excuses as to why we weren't ready to have children. We both always wanted kids, we just wanted to wait until the right time. Many people have told me that "if you wait until you can afford kids, you'll never have them." I can see the truth in this--as many of my friends (and myself of course) were born to young, broke twenty-somethings in the mid 70s--these young parents-to-be weren't homeowners--they were not college graduates--but they did raise beautiful families. They raised us--and we are awesome, my generation.
All of this gave me hope. BUT...I was still a bit too pragmatic in my approach to daddyhood to go that route. So I/we waited. No big deal, really. In a way, I kind of feel like it's the old 6 one way/half a dozen the other. We're in a nicer house & 'hood and all to start with, but WITH the added debt of student loans/mortgage that our parents lacked--so are we really in any better of a position than they were to raise us a youngin'? That is one of many soul-searing questions that I will examine in this blog--hopefully I will find out some truths about myself along the way.
I do know this: I am super-duper stoked about meeting my son, Luke.* I'm going to teach him SO many awesome things. My gorgeous wife, Erin, is due to deliver him on March 8 (2010)--mere weeks away. I will keep you posted of all the gooey drama leading up to/throughout/after the delivery. (because, guys, no matter HOW much you'd rather just sit this kind of thing out--you just gotta be there.) Please stay tuned...Double J out.
*unless Erin changes her mind ;)
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