The insecurity of regurgitation

*disclaimer- I have two seemingly unrelated points I will weave together at the end so stick with me. Also this post might get a bit gross just fyi*

Now and again people will ask you what the biggest surprise is of being a new parent and they are expecting a host of typical cliches, "not enough sleep," "changing diapers" and the like. I never really had an answer because enough people would tell me horror stories that anything short of those stories I consider a bonus. I have only now realized the answer to this question for myself and that is the amount that babies regurgitate. A reality of never having processed food is that one's body doesn't have the ability to "take it all in" ergo some of it comes out. For those of you who have taken care of or take care of babies know, they puke a lot. Now I was prepared for almost every other component other than that. You can be looking at this sweet little baby you see above only to find a terrible mess on his shirt in the next moment. Life is good for surprises like that

I have also learned recently that, though I have never liked coffee, I quite like espresso. Through this particular revelation I have also learned (via the coffee shop next door) that I should avoid it due to its $5 a cup price tag. During one of my revelatory trips to the coffee shop I eaves dropped on a group of middle aged men having what I concluded was a pity party. One particular man was saying how he realized that everything he knew about Christianity was 100% false and the group of men around him began spouting new age Oprah Winfrey type stuff to make him feel better. Now I confess that as a Christian I am biased, but as an academic using the phrase 100% just raises my dander. I am quite shocked that as much in our world where we claim to value logic and reason we can so categorically dismiss an entire realm of thought without even the slightest concession such as, "I respect some of their ideals." I have observed that men get more insecure as they age because they realize that their tenuous hold on power is slipping away.

What I am getting at is that there just isn't any real way to prepare yourself. You can think that there is but a child always has a surprise in store and instead of looking at life and surrounding yourself with people who will pity you, sometimes you just need to roll with it. I am continually surprised at the versatility my wife has shown. Although when we were first together she seemed like someone who was easily intimidated she has held my hand and stepped into the dark reaches of the unknown with a boldness that continues to surprise me. I am grateful to God every day for her. I am also grateful that as I have put away those "100% false" ideas how much more relaxed things have been. I just dont know and thats ok. My son and wife will still respect me. My family and friends will still respect me. God still loves me and is merciful to me because, and I say this in the truth of spirit, I just dont know.