Today is a great day. I don't mean that anything significant is happening, or that something momentous and grand is happening soon. Today is just a wonderful, beautiful spring day. My life has congealed in the mold of a parent, and I am finally feeling like I may fit the part.
Jenny leaves to go to work between 6:30 and 6:45 AM EST every day. After that, I keep Madison. Some days Madison is sleepy and I have to rouse her just before we depart. That was not the case today. I went to check on her at 7 and she was awake and quiet in her crib. She did not have a look of a baby that is contemplating sleep. I walked over and she hit me with her patented million-watt grin. I was unable to resist picking her up and holding her.
So, we headed into the living room. I turned the TV to TLC where "Ready, Set, Learn" was playing. I put her in the activity center. I ate breakfast and got all her stuff ready to go. Then I sat on the couch and we danced and played SuperBaby until it was time to go.
I can assure you there are worse ways to start off the day. I'm not so sure there are better ways.
In the car Madison goes into a very contemplative state. She gets quiet and actively observes the car interior until the rear window defrosts at which point she watches whatever is passing outside. I connect my iPod to my car stereo and play Catch the Moon as we drive.
Once I dropped her off, I switched my iPod to shuffle mode as I do every morning. Weezer's Surf Wax America was the first song selected and just seemed to fit the day.
I've found that fatherhood has greatly dulled my cynicism. I view the world with greater wonder. Images and themes on TV and in film I once stamped as cheesy now resonate with a sentimental mentality I've never possessed.
Of course, the fact that I've lost over 20 pounds in the SkinnyMike project does not hurt my mood at all. Having your clothes seem ever larger as opposed to a constant inexorable tightening is a really mood lifting trend.