March 29, 2010
Domestic bliss and crap
Is there a honeymoon period when you have a child? I was over joyed to have him but today for the first time, I wanted the ability to be able to put him back in my wife's womb and take him out when I feel like seeing him. His teeth are coming through and he is making large brown sticky mountains of crap, his nappy at times is so full, I think its going to explode when I open it, much like a terrorists bomb, although not quiet as deadly. Perhaps he is going through a, "what happens if I push dad" or "touch that" time and time again? What will he do phase? Will dad snap? He pulls all the books off the shelves, puts my wife's shoes onto my size 44 feet, while I'm watching TV, Is he trying to tell me something? He can now reach the TV channel box and takes great delight in changing the channels and in crashing the TV reception. He also takes great delight in biting my arm with razor white sharp teeth almost till it bleeds and pulling the cats tail. Is this boy a future cannibal or hooligan?
I have cooked up a large bucket of bolognese, some for my wife and some for junior. I blend his into a brown glue and freeze it in recycled baby food jars. Domestic bliss, for a stay at home father, in terrorist, traffic clogged Moscow Russia. Cooking, nappies, bathing and walks. I try to have a strong heart, as we are here for the duration of up to 3 or even 5 years. Will we make it mentally, physically and financially? I can only hope so dear reader.
Labels: Parent life for expats in Moscow