A friend told me that my perspective on a lot of things would change once she was born. He's right. Some perspectives are changing.
Exposure to "responsibility" in the purest and most absolute sense of the word does that to you.
Falling in love can do that too. But, once a child enters the picture, you can't honestly say your life is completely your own any more.
Isn't it odd how paradoxically liberating that loss of personal freedom becomes?
Not a bad trade-off giving up some personal freedom in order to acquire an additional purpose in life: a family.
Almost magical isn't it?
It is! My focus shifted entirely from my own future to that of my son's (now sons'). I lost all interest in my PhD and let it fade away over a protracted [cough]six years[/cough]
That probably DOESN'T sound positive or thinking about my son's future, but it was. I should never have started the thing in the first place; having a child brought that into stark focus for me. I wanted security, stability, and time with my son, not running like a rat on a wheel trying to get ahead in academia, moving every few years in search of tenure, frequent travel to conferences/fieldwork, late nights working on papers, research, and grant proposals, etc.
Enjoy this time, Renegade and kunkel321! You *almost* make me want to do it all over again!