No really, I am sick and I am a Dad. Actually the two go hand in hand for me right now, it's not so much that if I wasn't sick I wouldn't be a Dad but more of if I wasn't a Dad I probably wouldn't be sick. A week ago I got blindsided by a head cold, sore throat, runny-nose, a bit of a cough, standard. Now normally I can shake a cold like a champ, my medicine is lots of caffeine and denial, it seems to work pretty well for me, but not this time.
You see nowadays we have a second little tiny person living at our house, and no, we haven't adopted the prepubescent version of the 90's phenomenon known as Kris Kross, we just have a second baby and he's really cute. Now Micah is very different than Coop was, you see to say Cooper at all of his meals would be an understatement, he devoured them and he could rarely be satisfied, which lead to him not sleeping very well because he was always hungry. Micah on the other hand doesn't eat all that well, he is still get food and growing like a healthy boy but because he never "cleans his plate" he wakes up wanting more.
And you know what the crazy thing is, he tends to wake up wanting more at 2 in the morning. I have seen 3 am more in the past week than I did in my whole college career, including when I was the captain of Astronomy Club and we were studying the Ant planetary nebula while it was ejecting gas from the dying central star showing symmetrical patterns unlike the chaotic patterns of ordinary explosions, but thats neither here nor there.
Because I get to see the sites and sounds of the middle of the night on a regular basis my body doesn't have the time to kick this cold and because my body is acting very selfishly and all it wants is sleep I feel like I have been in a state of hypnosis, wandering around the halls of work and home not really knowing what is going on but doing what I can regardless of consciousness. Being a dad is awesome, being sick is not. Live long and prosper others.
Also, here's Kris Kross
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