I handle more bodily fluids every morning than most people do in a... well, I really have no idea how many bodily fluids other people handle on a daily basis, but suffice it to say that I handle a lot. And nobody said a thing about this to me when Mylo was born. No one said there would be a veritable cyclone of bodily fluids flying around me every day. And that many of those fluids would require my direct involvement in some manner. Not a thing. There were a lot of snarky little comments about how little sleep I was going to get. There were a lot of jokes about babies being 'game-changers'. But there wasn't a chapter in any book, not a conversation with any older dads, not a thing anywhere about preparing oneself for the sheer tidal wave of biological matter that was fast approaching. Now, in all fairness, a big part of this reality comes from the fact that I am a Dad/Pet Owner. Having a dog and a cat is a big part of the equation. But just the same, I could've used a warning. Not that I could've done anything about it, I'm just saying... someone ought to put the word out.
As the old saying goes, 'from shit, grows flowers'. |