You don’t know what you got…

…untill you have it BACK. This is the truth I discovered at 1:45 AM this morning.

For the past 4 to 5 days I have been pretty sick. This seems to be my yearly bout with some kind of nasty head cold plus soar throat which eventually turns into a chest cough, etc…

The difference this year is that we have a 3 month old baby.

Some of you experienced parents might say that this is no big deal, but as a new dad I have this fear of getting Isaac sick. Translation: I can’t kiss him, cough around him, feed him… No fun, for me or for Tricia.

I’ve been on antibiotcs for 36 hours plus Tricia has a migrane equals Ben can feed the baby!

So, for the first time (thanks to my incredible wife) in 4 days, I held and fed my beautiful baby boy. 4 days is a long time in baby world. I couldn’t believe how heavy and long he was. It was like someone else swapped our skinny serious baby for their chunky laughing baby! He ate his bottle very quickly and then sat on my lap looking up at me with a big smile as if to say “I remember you, you’re that goofy guy that makes me burp and laughs at every word out of Dwight Shrute’s mouth!”

It was awesome.

So, sitting on the couch at 2 in the morning, Isaac and I finally reconnected. It didn’t last too long, he’s fast asleep now, but it was much needed – probably more for me than for him.

Hey, did I mention how amazing my wife is?