Baby Blase

Marc and I both had visions of our lives changing completely once we got pregnant and especially once the kid came. And while our lives have changed, it hasn’t been as drastic and certainly hasn’t been as terrible as we had imagined. I think we both saw ourselves turning on all of the things we used to love.

Marc imagined a world where his once lovely, charming wife would turn into a nagging B!#@% and ask him to sell the motorcycle that she bought him just three years ago. Where drinking with the boys would no longer be acceptable behavior.

I imagined a world where I would never sleep again, have a baby attached to my breast for the next 20 years and would loose all inclinations toward adult pursuits. Where work would fall to the wayside, my creativity would shrivel into nothing and I would be stuck designing black and white, business card size ads for the penny-saver.

While we have no way of knowing if these visions of our future life will come to fruition post-May 3rd, I do have a lot more confidence in us. Confidence that we will become more energized creatively, crave, seek out and become more involved in the culture around us and I can pretty much guarantee that due to weddings, showers, visiting Australian relatives, friends to catch up with and just being back in CA this summer there will be plenty of beer consumed.

Listening: Bon Iver