Now that Jack is here, and healthy, the real journey begins. For months all we seemed to be focused on were the projects surrounding his arrival (learning The Bradley Method, getting the apartment together, getting Jack's room done, getting Tori's taxes done, setting up lesson plans for my substitute, etc). For me, the fact that we would actually get to hold him and enjoy his first days, were not at the forefront of my mind. Having him here, and having time off from work to spend with him, has been amazing. This kid is amazing.
Jack's personality is, simply, sweet. He is gentle and happy. When he cries, he gives us lots of warning before he gets hysterical. He makes cute little bird noises and grunts as he slowly gets uncomfortable. His hands are active, but he doesn't scratch himself. He makes a million faces and he smells delicious. We are both madly in love with this child and each other.
When Tori and I got married, I remember the first time I said, "I'm looking for my wife." I remember how strange and wonderful the word "wife" felt in my mouth. Calling Jack my son never had that feeling. It felt natural. But referring to him and Tori as my family, that has the same strange and wonderful feeling. I am amazed that I have started a family. My own family.
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