This is Insanity

I should preface this by informing everyone that this is Pat typing so, today rather than a rant from Sara your going to get one from me. What am I ranting about you may ask, what is insane? It's kind of ironic that what I think is insane, what I want to rant about is this blog! It's not the blog itself that bothers me, but the idea that for me to really care, really be excited about the arrival of my son I must pour out all my thoughts and emotions to all of you. Doing this may be important to Sara, I respect that, it may indicate something to all of you who read these things, but to me it's not important. I have chosen to channel my excitement into remodeling the nursery, putting together high chairs, swings, strollers, searching the internet for weeks to decide which is the safest and most comfortable car seat for Aedan to travel in. For some reason these things are not enough for me to indicate my excitement. I'm also anxious and nervous and worried about whether or not we will be good parents; I don't wear that on my sleeve either. See, the thing is, I'm a private person, I choose to keep my thoughts mostly to myself, I don't think its anyone's business what I think, and it upsets me that I need to "blog" for my wife to know I care.

It is, to me, drastically inaccurate for anyone who blogs to think that anyone cares about what you think, or is really that interested in your life. I will, when Aedan is born, post pictures on here for everyone to see, especially those friends and family of ours who are not local. I am not, however, so egotistical to think you want to know my thoughts about any of this. Updates, pictures, they're fine, but I dont need to know any of your thoughts on life or anything else so I wont spill mine to you!

Everday I think about what our son will look like, think about holding him, feeding him, teaching him what I know, how to swing a golf club (not like me), I could go on forever. Most of all I pray, I pray that he will be healthy, happy, succesful, that he will never have to know pain, fear, that this world doesn't continue to rip itself apart. If this is what the world has come to, writing in blogs for all to see, if this is what reveals to people that I care, then I need to pray alot more, because we have reached a point of no return and have become even more shameful of a society than I care for my son to be raised in!