I suppose if I'm going to be honest with myself about how the idea of having a child of my own came to be, I would say it started with that same kind of daydream. Maybe not about a child, per se, but about my life with Erin. Our relationship started a very long way apart from each other. Without ever meeting her in person I fell in love and when that happens the mind can only be allowed to romanticize. It was difficult to communicate at first, with hours between messages sometimes. When a minute can seem like a lifetime an hour stretches to eternity. So what do you do? You daydream. I let my mind wander to every aspect of what my life could be like once I was finally able to be with her. Somewhere in there, way on the back shelf of possibilities, there was a daydream of doing something with someone that I would never have done. Something powerful that creates a bond I still don't fully understand.
That is where the seed of my own child was planted but being a parent was set the moment Erin and I decided we were going to be together. She has two very wonderful children of her own already. Maybe some introductions are due. Here are Erin, Chelsea and Clayton.
Look at those smiles. |
Coming into a pre-made family like this has been an adjustment. Going from never having kids to living with and being responsible for a 5 and 3 year old... Its a entirely different life. But they won me over nearly instantly and as much as anything they opened my eyes and my heart to what having kids is really about. I honestly could not ask for three more amazing people to spend my time with.
Looking at that picture even now makes yesterday's news even a little more disappointing. I am hopeful about next month and realistically it is much more likely to happen then than it was this month. For tonight I can be a little sad, but not too sad. I've got a great family already and I know just what to do.
Build a fire.
Pour some wine and roast marshmallows.
Have s'mores with E and the kids.
And daydream.