Amy has been bitten by the flu bug and I have been home playing both nurse and Mr. Mom. Remember that cheesy early 80’s Michael Keaton movie where the dad stays home to take care of the kids? I remember watching that and thinking “I need to learn all this stuff someday.” Give me a break, I think I was 8 or 9 years old. I’d like to think I can handle things a little better than Michael Keaton. I mean seriously folks, making a grilled cheese with an iron?

There are two positive notes I can take away from this experience. One, I have been able to spend a lot of quality time with Ben. I realized that I leave for work at about 6:15am and usually don’t get home until 6:30 or later. Ben wakes up at around 8 (give or take) and crashes at around 9:30 or 10pm. That means I see him for about 3 hours a day plus weekends. That’s not unusual for most American families I guess, but it’s a little sad. So a few full week days with just me and my boy. It’s been great. The other positive note has been a newly found respect for the Stay-At-Home Mom, or as Amy likes to call it “Domestic Engineer”. Wow. Juggling diapers, bottles, baby-food, dishes, playing, laundry, cleaning is not as easy as it may sound. And that’s not including getting dressed, brushing my teeth, eating and all the normal stuff. Ok, so it’s not that I under-appreciated it before, I just now have more first-hand knowledge of the art of being Mr. Mom. Eat that Michael Keaton.

Not that I have any free time at all, but I’d really like to get back into writing like I used to. In High-School I used to write constantly. Poetry, short-stories, prose etc. I miss that. Maybe that’s just another possible fascet for this blog or maybe it’s a PostNuke module waiting to be found (or written)?