Which means that Mike and I are adding a third person to our future travel and restaurant reservations. This is both exciting and scary as hell for me.
I never expected to have a baby, so the idea of becoming a parent is quite daunting. I’ve spent a lot of time freaking out about how our truly wonderful life is about to drastically change. And, at least for a while, become a lot less wonderful.
During conversation number eleventy-one about my having a baby panic, Mike (who seriously, has been so wonderfully patient with me) said the one thing that was able to finally calm my existential parenting crisis. He said…
“Becoming a parent will be like going on safari.”
Mike and I went on a honeymoon safari in Tanzania, and if you haven’t already done so, go read our post called “10 reasons honeymoon safaris aren’t as sexy as you think.”
To recap, it wasn’t the easiest choice for a honeymoon for these reasons:
- Safaris are physically uncomfortable.
- The hours are exhausting.
- We dealt with some truly horrifying Circle Of Life stuff.
- Many a time we wished for a day off, or for the trip to be over, just so we could actually relax.
But at the same time, we’re so glad we went! We’d absolutely make the same honeymoon choice again, even with our 20/20 hindsight.
During the low points, we held hands and got through it at a team. During the high points, we held hands and marveled at our good fortune. And when it was over we came out of it with a new perspective on life, a tighter bond, and wonderful memories.
All that, Mike said, was what he expects having a kid will be like. And that, I thought, made the most sense of anything I’d ever heard about becoming a parent.
But if anyone else has advice for traveling and going to restaurants with a newborn, we’d love to hear it! No seriously, PLEASE leave a comment with your best tips and tricks for dashing and dining, and I’ll love you forever.