Why So Tired…

There once was a magical time when I could eat dinner, let things calm down and then go sit at my computer and comfortable write for an hour or so. This let me make steady progress in things I was working on. Say, sequels to fantasy novels. As a for instance. I miss those sweet times.

Now, here it is 9:19 and trying to get story words out of the keyboard is like trying to sandpaper the inside of my skull. I’m so tired. Or at least tired enough where I feel like weariness is dripping from my fingers. And we all know that makes for some lousy reading. Except for this post of course, which is fan-tastic! (This dash means really stretch out that first sentence.) [It took me too long to think “stretch” instead of “伸びる”]

I guess the only good thing is that I don’t think this is an age thing. I’m still a young man. Promise. Right now I’m thinking this is the result of being the father of an 8-month old. Nighttime productivity is likely reduced by making formula and changing diapers at 5:30am.

Don’t get me wrong. My boy is darling. He is sweet and friendly and beautiful. But it is almost like he doesn’t care that I want to be alert at night in order to write. Not that it needs to be night. He could just as easily let me write during the day. But nope. Someone insists on being picked up, danced with, and fed. And he hates naps. Selfish, right?

The face of someone who doesn’t care that even though Daddy wants to write 1000 words a day, he only manages about 1000 a week.

Other parents of babies, how do you manage the adjustment to parenting, working and hobbying? I feel I need a pep talk or something. Maybe just a good nights sleep. Or maybe Book 2 can just be about the Troubadours talking about how awesome a nap would be. That would be fine, right?

In all seriousness, being a father is awesome, even if it is a ever evolving adjustment. And if I really wanted to progress more, I could probably watch a little less media. But this is my first time watching Parks and Recreation and I’m enjoying it more than I thought I would.

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