Buns and Corners

I can’t wait to get to know you. I know it’s a process. There will be a new you everyday, every week, every month, every year and I am eager to meet them all. I will all my power through you because kid, you are going to need it. You have come into a world of contradictions. They will tell you they know what’s right but believe me they don’t know and no one person has figured it all out. It will take all the wisdom passed down through the ages and wisdom from generations to come for you to begin to sieve through the madness and you might still sit down in the quiet of your days and wonder why you are here and what is going on. And that’s alright. I have been there and so have several before you and so will several after you.

Your father and I, we have been agonising over the material of your first clothes, painstakingly combing through parenting channels to do right by you, planning the apartment for your time here, researching articles, watching videos, wracking our memories for what can we pass on from our childhood. But child, please know that we will still err. We hope you will be right alongside us as we stumble through it all. That we will guide each other, each of us as we unravel each day, each week, each month. We know you will fall, sometimes be able to get up quickly and sometimes not. But I hope we will be there for each of those times, no matter how hopeless everything seems, just so that we can puzzle the fall and plan the rise all together.

If you look close enough, you might discover irony, wit, and amusement amidst chaos, desperation, and hopelessness. You will notice words being eaten, promises forgotten, bolstered self importance, once trending content under a million new hashtags and must-haves. You might notice these within yourself, if you look within yourself closely. Looking within yourself: that’s probably the hardest to do you might just discover. Or you might just find it easy. We will discover. Hopefully together.