18 (months) and life to go

D'you call life a bad job? Never! We've had our ups and downs, we've had our struggles, we've always been poor, but it's been worth it, ay, worth it a hundred times I say when I look round at my children.

~W. Somerset Maugham

The moments have been precious few, but they have been coming with an increasing frequency of late, where I catch my son in the merest flicker of an instant and I think I can see a sliver of the man he is going to become.

I cannot begin to describe how humbling that experience is, nor how weighty the sense of responsibility.  Nor the unfettered joy.

Comments

[Dixie]

Yes. I know what you mean. Having a boy and a girl myself, there's something very special and "sad" about raising a boy. Because you have the responsibility of making him into a "man". Girls tend to stick closer to home and seem to stay more dependant -- like they're always still little girls, in there somewhere. But, with boys you have a little helpless baby and in 20 (short?!) years you've got someone who'll look after his own family with all sort of responsibilities,etc.

--(I think I'm just gonna stop here. I'm beginning to sound really sexist, I think... But I don't know any other way to describe raising a boy. Maybe if your next baby is a girl, you'll be able to see where I was going with this.) :)

[Mark]

I know how you feel. My little 28-month-old boy is just amazing and very challenging every day.

Look, I don't have a way up here at work to contact you directly, so please update your link to my blog, Regular Life.

Now it's:
http://blog.markwill.com/

Thanks,
Mark