I fought it. I loved my freedom. I liked sleeping in till 10 am on the weekends. I loved getting up and going anywhere at the drop of a hat. The thought of having kids sounded awful. It all sounded a lot like a lack of sleep, my golf clubs collecting dust, and our travel days coming to an end.
A long time ago, Emily said something was missing, and she wasn’t sure what it was, but something was missing. That conversation was three years before June was even born, so neither one of us quickly realized that maybe we were ready to be parents. But I remember it well because I felt helpless in what she was feeling, and once she said it, I realized what I was feeling too.
June Bug turns two on Thursday, and we thank God that He chose us to be her parents every day. I often get asked if I regret having children “later” than most, and I don’t. I think we appreciate it more.
So, we celebrated last night with the heavy favorite by the poll numbers of West Chester Liberty’s favorite delivery pizza! It was not my choice, Marco’s Pizza. Donato’s was the number one and Emily’s favorite, and the pie tasted great!
But with now having a two-year-old, I need to make many apologies. To the parents with kids on the airplane who are excited and maybe on the little rambunctious side to go to Florida, I apologize for not understanding, but now I do. To the parents who panicked in public because their daughter made duty and the diaper bag was left at home, I apologize for not understanding, but now I do. To the parents who have had to make work calls and their daughter is screaming, The Wheels on the Bus, while driving in the car, I apologize for not understanding, but now I do. To the parents that have had a child throw food across the restaurant, I apologize for not understanding, but now I do.
I haven’t slept in the past 730 in over two years; my clubs are definitely collecting dust but traveling, we still do, and she loves to be a part of it. But the amount of joy and love June Bug has brought into our lives will always outweigh those awkward moments you hope never happen, but I learn they are inevitable. Thank you, June, for filling a hole in my heart I never knew I had till later in life. Happy birthday, sweet girl. Cheers to 2.