Let me be the first to say, I don't feel old. I don't think I act, dress or speak like I am old. But, lately, being old seems to be a reality. I just celebrated a birthday, without so much of the celebration part. Nice dinner, in bed by 10. Sure, having a 4 1/2 month old baby has something to do with all of that, but I am not built to go to bed at 9 or 10 every night. Just 6 months ago I was rarely in bed before midnight and on some weekends I still managed to see the sun come up (not recommended unless you like fighting with your wife). Nonetheless, this has been a huge a change in my life and I can't remember the last time I went out for a night.
Now, most people say "you get used to it" or "you just learn that your life has changed." I say, why does it need to be that way. Can I not be a good husband and dad but still have some part of the life I had before? I hope the answer is yes...and now that the baby is actually sleeping, it may be time to test it out soon before I go absolutely batshit staring at the walls of my house for many more weekends. I'm not disavowing responsibility, I hope that's evident...just that generally speaking I would like a higher percentage of fun mixed in. If not, I may as well add Barbra Streisand to my Neil Diamond collection and go buy a Fusion.
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