When I was growing up I was like a lot of teenagers. If I could get away with mowing half the lawn, I sure would try, if by cleaning my room you mean shuffling everying to one corner and making the bed--yep that worked too. However something around the end of college clicked in and to use my dad's language I really try not do anything "half a$$ed" anymore.
This past weekend a few things I did put this thought into my head about being half a$$ed, and allowing some balance to come into play. My wife has always told me whenever I commit to something I give it my all, and its amazing how I didnt fully realize it till this weekend that although it is true, finding a new balance is a must.
As I mentioned in my first post i am into RC model planes big time. Well this past weekend my wife gave me an entire afternoon to work on one of my models to get it ready for a photoshoot with liam for our christmas card. Now before Liam I would have used all afternoon, most of the night, and the entire next day to not only get it ready--but to make sure it was perfect and ready for a flight as well. Yet this past weekend I found myself using the afternoon and a couple of hours the next morning to simply get it "Photo ready". Its amazing how much the want to see a smile on my boys face, and play with him and my wife has changed my priorities.
Sunday evening was a big evening for my favorite sports team. My Philadelphia Eagles were playign a very important road game in San Fran, backup qb, hurt o-line and the typical philly drama on national TV. However as much as I had fully planned on watching every moment of the game as I would have pre Liam, I now saw things differently. I hit the record button, and went out and started a fire in my firepit so I could sit and talk with my wife, bounce my son on my knee and become mesmerized by flame with my family. Only after the very last coal crumbled did we head in side. Now I did stay up to watch the fourth quarter, allowing my wife to go to bed, but I would not have traded watching 3 quarters of winning football for the few hours of time spent with my family, nor would I have traded it for anything.
Now I had always laughed at the term "Family Man", you always picture the father, tripping over toys and a overall dusgruntled disposition. Its funny, I have always seen myself as a family man, my family is my life, my friends who I consider family are my life, but its funny how Liam has truly turned me into a family man. Yep I trip over the toys, yep when he keeps me up all hours of the night I am disgruntled, but I'll be damned if one of his smiles doesnt just melt me and all my bad things away. Maybe thats because he, my wife, my family is my new thing to not be half a$$ed about........
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