> Hi All.
>
> Well from that wordy title you can safely assume I'm in quite a
> contemplative mood to night. It happens to me when I've been decorating,
> stripping walls and generally getting pretty grubby. Today Gems Mum and
> Dad and grandparents have been over and we've been working on the nursery.
> I'll post a picture of it in it's current state if I get a chance but
> basically we've been stripping around 40 year old wall paper and getting
> it ready for the plasterer who's in on Monday. Once that's done we can
> actually start the good work of turning a grotty bedroom in to a lovely
> nursery.
>
>
>
> Anyway:
>
> Gem keeps saying this year is turning in to the longest year of her life
> and that it all seems to be going really slowly. For me, I'm completely
> the opposite, it doesn't seem like a couple of weeks since we found out we
> were expecting but yet it's been 5 months. Here comes the scary part.
> Considering that there's only 14 weeks to go that seems not long at all. 3
> and a half months isn't bad. 102 days isn't bad, but 14 weeks seems pretty
> soon.
>
>
>
> The question I keep asking my self is will we be ready?
>
> As long as nothing goes wrong then I think the house and all the physical
> stuff for the baby should be ready but am I psychologically ready for this
> little one to come and turn our lives up side down?
>
>
>
> I can't remember if I've blogged about this but we had sort of decided
> that we'd probably wait 18 months to 2 years after we got married before
> we start a family. Back in December Gem spoke to me about it again and my
> thoughts were something along the lines of I'm two young to be a dad, I'm
> not responsible enough, I've only just stopped staying out late at night
> when I was a student. Well as it happens we didn't even make it 8 months
> after the wedding until we found out. In terms of a lot of these thoughts
> I've had to wake up and smell the coffee as it were and take a look at my
> thoughts and feelings. I think a lot of this all stems down from the
> responsibility thing.
>
>
>
> I truly don't understand these blokes who go out and get a girl pregnant
> and don't seem to care. The responsibility that we have for raising
> children is just phenomenal. In my view, and this is just my opinion, but
> it's the parents responsibility to make sure children grow up with
> respect, an understanding of what's write and wrong and a drive to improve
> themselves and be the best person they can be. How do you teach a child
> this sort of thing!
>
>
>
> Maybe I'm over thinking this far too much. But I want the best for our
> little one. I want her to achieve what ever she sets her mind at and that
> she has the best upbringing possible. At the end I want me and Gem to be
> in our granny flat drinking supper out of a straw and having to use a
> motorised scooter to go to the loo but be able to say that, through the
> false teeth, we did a good job as parents.
>
> (Blind bloke on a granny-raiser, what's not frightening about that!)
>
>
>
> Not sure where this post is going now and it's certainly not what I
> thought I was going to be writing about tonight when I started but it
> looks like senility has already started and my minds wandering.
>
>
>
> That's it for now before I go off on any other tangents.
>
> Take care.
>
> Nick.
>
>
>
Monday, 23 July 2007
Musings and reflections on the perception of time
Sent: Saturday, June 16, 2007 11:42 PM
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