I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I’m not the same, the next question is, Who in the world am I? Ah, that’s the great puzzle!
-Lewis Carroll, Alice In Wonderland
It’s an amazing thing, becoming a parent.
When my wife was pregnant with Maddie, before I had become, offically, a “dad”, I sensed changes were coming. I KNEW changes were coming, because that’s what everyone was saying. We were getting advice from friends and family. We were researching every night, reading books, scouring the internet, taking classes, asking complete strangers (with children, of course), what was it like? How do we prepare?
We stood in awe in the middle of Babies R Us, mesmerized by the vast display of baby equipment. It’s only a little tiny person…how can we need all this stuff? We compared baby bottles, test drove strollers, examined diaper bags, collected small plastic utensils, analyzed toys, …This was HUGE. No doubt about it, our lives were about to change dramatically. And I don’t just mean a sudden lack of sleep, or spit-up stains appearing on our shirts, or our mouths uttering strange, garbled sounds like,”gootchie gootchie goo!”
No, beyond all the fun, new furniture, and the cute, tiny clothes, I could sense a fundamental shift coming in who I WAS.
I stood before the looking glass, about to step through, never to look back again. I was about to transform into something different.
I was about to evolve.