
Tonight we babysat for one of our friends. It was a good time, the baby is five months old. You can see Rodney giving her some love in the photo above.
She’s kind of become our practice baby. She’s right across the street, so we get to spend time with her, and I’ve been learning all kinds of things about babies - from feeding, to changing diapers, to calming them down when they cry.
I have to give myself a pat on the back, I think I’m going to be a better father than I thought I’d be. And I already know Rodney will be. He’s great with kids and has a lot of experience with them.
One quality I’ve learned about myself is that I remain perfectly calm when a baby is crying. This is something I call the Magical Parent Power, because some people can’t handle a crying baby at all. That shrill glass breaking sound of a crying child didn’t seem to phase me a bit.
I’m still not quite sure about this diaper business. Babies sure like to squirm when they’re changed. I have a feeling I’m going to get a lot of poop and pee on me when I’m a parent.
As my 27th birthday draws nearer, I’m often reminded of my plans to be a father by 29. We would need to start working out the details when I’m 28, so that pretty much leaves me with 1 more year of my life not being a father. After that, it’s a lifetime commitment.
I wish we knew some lesbian couples. It would perfect if we knew a couple that we could perhaps work out some type of arrangement with. They could help us and we could help them. Maybe they could get pregnant at the same time, and one baby would be theirs while another was ours. A fair deal, right? Everybody wins and both couples have a baby.
But lesbians don’t like us.
One friend has subtly said she’d be open to carrying my child for us, but my gut instinct is that it would be a bad idea. But it was extremely generous for her to even consider it.
We have pretty much settled on adoption, but every now and then, I do wish I could have a biological baby. Anyone out there want to be my baby momma?