So I’m 3 weeks into fatherhood, and maaaaaaaan I’m tired. Not physically, just mentaly, it feels like I haven’t switched off for years, like there’s always something which needs doing and there’s no time to do it while trying to juggle work commitments, baby care, and wife care of course.
I never realised that newborns were sooo demanding, of time and attention. Not that I resent any of it either, as the days have elapsed, the little fella has grown on me enormously – I think he’s managed to imprint himself onto me 🙂
I’m working at home mostly, so it’s taken a while to work out a routine for us all that works without causing frustration all round, but we’re getting there – hence I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and we’re starting to relax and enjoy it.
For me it’s somewhat easier, as my wife is feeding him, primary child care falls naturally to her (at all hours of the night!), but I do my bit and I get to enjoy my bi-weekly business trips to Brussels.