The week after..

My girls have been back for a week now.. and what a week it's been. My first week as a Dad, first week at my new job, first week of renting a place in Australia (even though we still sleep eat and live at Autumn's g'ma and g'pa's place.

Every day I get congratulated sooooo much. They all say the same things.. how's your girl doing? getting enough sleep? still doing well? how about now?

It's really great having so many people to give me kudos for having such a beautiful girl.. but how well she is now has so very little to do with me. At this point I feel a bit like an annoyance. Yea, I'll occasionally change a diaper.. or go get another cotton bud, or two, or three. But I don't even chat up the baby as much as G'ma and G'pa McQuillan do. Everyone else seems overprotective to me at this point too. I'm sure my time will come.. I'll prolly start when she's old enough to walk and get into trouble. Or maybe when later, when Rach starts taking her out shopping for motorbikes or something. :P

Or maybe just when she really starts to cry. Right now she's just a very happy baby. We barely hear a peep from her because her mum keeps her fed up quite regularly. One day at work I heard a door squeak, and I thought.. hmm... that sounds familiar. That's just what it sounds like, a little squeak and she's done. Back to making odd faces and squirming about.

So this is what it's like to have a little girl. All new territory from here. I hope I can cope when the real challenges come. I've not been coping to well with the challenges at work this week. I think it's probably the hardest work I've had to do for a long time. Good for me, I suspect.

She's in my lap now.. and very distracting. I'm gonna end here, so I can give her a little attention before we all fall asleep. G'night all.
-len