In light of the current baby-making circumstances, I've been doing a lot of reading, so has Corey (@thought_tub
). Amid the amazing discoveries like how quickly the cells divide and evolve into something more like an infant and less like an alien, one thing seems to crop up quite frequently.
Daddy-to-be gets left behind in a lot of ways. For some men, they have to deal with the uneven attention being paid. Mummy gets the spotlight, while he sits behind noting to the few who seem to listen that, "Hey, it's my kid, too." For others, this isn't an issue. What is however, is the draining state of things in general.
This is something Corey's been dealing with like a pro. I've been nauseous (some days, I feel like I'm only renting food). I've been moody, though I'm trying to stay level (but hey, if the restaurant of choice tells me their sold out of the soup that I can actually keep down, I am not above crying). But I've also been tired as hell. It's gotten to the point where a late night is 10:30, and the thought of keeping my eyes open a second longer is one too agonizing to bear.
And he's been by my side through all of it with a smile.
He's put up with my insanely (and rather sudden) picky eating habits. He's dealt with my over-emotional responses, and he's dealt with the silence at night as I fall asleep almost as soon as my head hits the pillow.
But it's draining for him. I know he'll do everything he can for me throughout everything because, in the end, it's our baby and he loves me. But I know that, for as stoic as he has been, it's wearing on him. Particularly the quiet nights. We used to stay up and talk or watch episodes of Dr. Who before calling it a night. I just haven't been able to, and I know he's feeling a little lonesome.
So I just want to say to Corey, and to all those daddies out there who've been put through the ringer by their prospective parenthood - thank you. Thank you for being there. Thank you for dealing with the moods and the picky eating and the food issues and fatigue.
Without you, it would be just unbearable all the way around.
What was your husband (baby's daddy) like during your pregnancy? How did his support help you get through the challenging times?