Monday, June 23, 2014

Change



From my desk to yours...
7 years ago my life changed. Correction, our life changed. We had no idea just how much it was going to change as we drove our uber-green hybrid SUV down the Jersey Turnpike toward a nebulous Washington DC-area maternity ward on that crisp, April morning in 2007.  I had abruptly left a high-pressure retail advertising position, and my partner, Steve, sitting next to me nervously chatting about some esoteric geomagnetic space storm,  was worrying about his patients that were cancelled suddenly.  The comfortable life that we knew had changed.  Changed for good...

What hasn't changed is my relationship with Steve. I met him in my early 30s on a Master's swim team in Manhattan, and almost immediately into our courtship, among other things, he talked of wanting kids.  Kids? Up to that point I had not given it much thought.  Are parents even allowed in at Club G? Parenting was not part of gay culture...yet. To a certain extent, I didn't know what he was talking about and assumed he was simply chattering.



Steve and I spent many wonderful years building our professional lives, enjoying theater almost every week, exercising at chic Equinox sports clubs, eating at the best restaurants in the city, and summering in the Hamptons.  And every 4 months we would take an amazing vacation -- Argentina, Costa Rica, the Caribbean, Italy, and Italy, and Italy! As we touched down at JFK from some exotic world destination and before passing through customs, we had the details of our next trip ironed out. What could be better?








7 years later, our jet set life seems like a lifetime ago.  We have a townhouse in one of the best school districts in New York City, have mostly straight friends with whom we share a common parenting bond, are the class parents,  and are in bed before 10:00 most nights.  And we have a gorgeous and intelligent 7 year old daughter.  That is what is better! And that is how our life changed, ever-so wonderfully!


Despite being busy keeping my family organized, fed and to school on time, I am entering the blogging world, encouraged to do so by numerous friends who feel that I should share some observations of my life as a stay-at-home dad.  I hope that it is enjoyable, insightful and if I am lucky, at times, humorous.  But for now, I need to pick up my daughter from school, find the next installment of the Thea Stilton book series, get dinner on the stove and finish that 3rd load of laundry...