Does your life look like mine? Get up, get dressed, make coffee, drink coffee, facebook, check email, second cup of coffee, take shower, get dressed, leave for work or school or whatever, return home- then repeat the next morning. This is all without going into other details parts of one's day and the insertion of watching Curious George for the millionth time or wrestling with the boys or changing diapers(for those who have children) For those that don't, get ready for no more date nights, watching your "shows", hobbies, social outlets and overall good nights rest. I guess these things return and I'm pretty sure it is more of an adjustment on the mom than the dad, but you never know. The point being, a Baby does change everything!!!! Good news is that most of the change is wonderful and those other things don't have legs to stand on anyway, in the big scheme of things. There is a great song by Country artist, Joe Nichols that talks about sounds that some miss and others don't appreciate. It is called, "You Ain't heard Nothin' Yet"
On a park bench the old man
Sat and stared into yesterday
I sat down beside him and said
"Thank God for this quite place
Between the wife and the kids, the TV and the phone
It seems there's something always goin' on"
He said, "Son, if you think this is quite
You should follow me home"
'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet
'Til you've lived in a house by yourself
When silence is all you've got left
In the rooms where your babies have slept
So don't wish for something you will regret
'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet
The old man kept talkin'
Painting pictures from his memories
Did he drag out his past for himself
Or was it for me
His eyes came alive, he spoke of dancing with his wife
And playing ball with his two little boys
He said, "Son, what I hear is music, you're callin' noise"
'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet
'Til you've lived in a house by yourself
When silence is all you've got left
In the rooms where your babies have slept
So don't wish for something you will regret
'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet
We'll all rest in peace, on that you can bet
Oh, you ain't heard nothin' yet
Sat and stared into yesterday
I sat down beside him and said
"Thank God for this quite place
Between the wife and the kids, the TV and the phone
It seems there's something always goin' on"
He said, "Son, if you think this is quite
You should follow me home"
'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet
'Til you've lived in a house by yourself
When silence is all you've got left
In the rooms where your babies have slept
So don't wish for something you will regret
'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet
The old man kept talkin'
Painting pictures from his memories
Did he drag out his past for himself
Or was it for me
His eyes came alive, he spoke of dancing with his wife
And playing ball with his two little boys
He said, "Son, what I hear is music, you're callin' noise"
'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet
'Til you've lived in a house by yourself
When silence is all you've got left
In the rooms where your babies have slept
So don't wish for something you will regret
'Cause you ain't heard nothin' yet
We'll all rest in peace, on that you can bet
Oh, you ain't heard nothin' yet
My point is that the noise that is our daily grind, is often hiding the goodness of life being displayed. Even though we are deaf to these miracles, we often are lost in their monotony. That is, until we realize that if we appreciate this life and all its routines a little more, we can find our melody matches their harmony perfectly.
