Since October, life sure has changed.
It's been eight weeks since James David was born.
Since then, he's obviously experienced a lot of things for the first time.
So has his mother and father.
I know I've said this before, but I'm not sure words can really express how I feel regarding this situation.
I'm so proud of our little man. I'm so proud to be a father.
But some of these "firsts" can make life a little hectic.
I've been in this business for just a little more than a decade.
Early on in my career, I managed to find ways get around little sleep.
Not so much anymore, though.
For several years, I've practically trained myself to go to sleep almost as soon as I get home from work.
I've been known to lay down for bed as early as 8 p.m.
Sleepless nights can make for a very long week.
For a few weeks now, Merry has taken on a huge burden.
She's been the one who has stayed up or woke up in the middle of the night when James David needed something.
More often than not, he just needed something to eat.
I took to sleeping in the family room so as to not bother either of them.
But this past week, the sleep schedule was completely turned upside down.
I found myself waking up at 1, 2 or 3 a.m., tending to our sons' needs.
And again, while it makes for a very long week, I wouldn't have it any other way.
Also for many years, I've been very -- for lack of a better term -- schedule oriented.
That is, I want to make sure things are good to go before it's time to go home. I don't like to leave stones unturned.
Not so much anymore.
It seems life has turned upside down.
But I'm enjoying it. Sleep or not.
While Merry and I have experienced a lot of "firsts," so has James David.
On Friday, he made his first trip to Eddie's.
No, we didn't order him a cheeseburger and we didn't slip him any fries.
But he seemed to enjoy sitting in his car seat while his parents stuffed themselves.
He spent his time there staring at lights, people.
There was also a group of students there grabbing a bite before heading off to perform Christmas Carols.
Before they left, they sang one for everyone inside.
It was sweet.
The entire time we sat there, James David didn't make a peep. He seemed fine just soaking in the surroundings.
When Merry and I went to my parents' home for Thanksgiving, I noticed he had a tendency to close his eyes and drift if people picked him up and held him.
It appeared to me he was more interested in getting his own sleep.
And based on what I've seen, he has his father's sleeping tendencies.
That is, he could probably sleep through a hurricane.
But Friday, this was not the case.
He just sat there, patiently.
Sure, there was an occasional spit-up, but other than that, soaking in the surroundings.
Before we went home, we wanted to take him to see Santa Claus at Forest Park.
Santa has taken up residence in the park for a few days during the week just before heading out to deliver all those gifts for the children.
When we brought him to see Santa, it happened.
I was hoping he'd stay awake for the photograph that was to be taken.
However, as soon as we pulled him out of the car, he closed his eyes.
Sad to say, there wasn't much interaction with St. Nick.
But our family received a great photo from the event.
After one of the elves had taken pictures of James David in Santa's lap, they suggested mom get in the photograph to hold him while Santa looked on.
It was a magical moment.
I found myself soaking in the surroundings.
James David will be 10-weeks-old when Santa visits him later this month.
Again, he'll get to experience more "firsts."
So will his parents.
And again, I know I've said it before, but we wouldn't have it any other way.
Being a parent is actually really cool.
There are those moments when I come home from work, step in the front door and see Merry holding James David.
I love when I come over to give both of them a kiss after a long day and he'll flash his smile.
It warms the heart.
A blessing after a long, grueling day.
I love when I'm sitting at the desk at work and Merry will call.
James David did this. He did that.
The other day, she called me while I was at work to let me know he held a rattle for the first time.
He even shook it.
Sometimes, I'm not at home to witness these moments.
But knowing he's in the arms of the most wonderful person I know is enough.
We're just at the beginning of parenting. But so far, it's been a great ride.