Making Space

Today, I cleaned out half of my manware to make space for the baby’s clothes and things while he’s staying in the room with us.  My wife was trying to figure out something else so I didn’t have to move things, but honestly I wanted to do it.  I wanted to sacrifice something for him.  I wanted to be intentional and symbolic about making space in my life for him.  He’s not a burden or inconvenience.  So I wanted to show him that he already fits into our life.

In addition, I also put his little bassinet together and shifted the dresser so it fits in the corner.  It made the whole expectation more real to do it, like I’m finally acknowledging that we’re expecting a tiny human into our family.  It’s hard to ignore it when it’s right there in the room with you.  It feels good.  I’m more excited now.