I am a huge fan of The Simpsons. For me though, the television show ended when the movie was released (no arguments please). The entire show was based around exaggerated real life events. When I was younger I hated the flash back episodes where they showed Homer and Marge as teenagers and 20 somethings. As an adult, those are some of my favorite episodes. There’s one in particular that I’ve been thinking about lately. The episode where they look back on the birth of Maggie. If your not familiar with this episode “Maggie Makes Three”, Stop, go watch it. I’ll wait….
Now that you’ve taken twenty minutes out of your day to understand the context of this article (you liar)…
My son being born brought on some drastic changes, as these things do. As an adult I finally felt like a grown up, coming into the world and seeing my family as being complete. Much like Homer (in the episode you should have watched), I felt like I was at the top of my game. Alaina and I talked about having a second kid but not for five or six more years. At that time we were complete. And much like Homer Simpson I went about shaking myself of the tasks and obligations that I felt were a detratment to our personal family health. Alaina and myself started getting healthy. We spent more time loving every second of life and enjoying our son and the life we had with him.
In the episode Homer quit his well paying but meaningless job at the power plant in order to chase after his dream of working at the Bowling Alley. I have absolutely no dream to work at a bowling alley, but I was in the process of quitting my job. I had gone over countless numbers and while we would be making less money, it would still be enough to pay the bills and allow me to pursue a job I could be happier at. A month after I gave my business partner a date for my last day at work (after winter) we found out we we’re having another baby. A chance baby.
And just like Homer, I knew the reality. The reality was that another baby meant that I wouldn’t be able to take a pay cut and I wouldn’t be able to lose my flexible schedule. Just like Homer, I stayed at my old job, knowing it was the only thing to do for our family. Just like Homer, I got kind of depressed. I felt the weight of the world on my shoulders and worried about everything that comes along with another child in the house. Just like Homer, the worry, the depression and the anxiety left as soon as I saw my daughter. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever set my eyes on. My heart was hers as soon as she came out.
A year has passed since she came into our life. A year full of changes, a year full of growing and living life to its fullest. A year I cant imagine with out her.
I groan about my job a lot. It has its good aspects and bad. Sometimes a little perspective on life is all I need. On the really bad days Alaina reminds me of the Simpsons episode. And remembering the last scene in the episode makes every mundane, shitty thing that i have to deal with in work or in life, worth it.
Happy Birthday Margot.