Hope and Change (No, this has nothing to do with President Obama).

No one can prepare you for life as a parent. As I've been introspectively weighing this truth, I've made a list (by no means exhaustive) of ways in which life has changed over the last 10 weeks.

• Burp cloths abound in every room. You are guaranteed to find one on both end tables in our living room at any given time, plus one on our bed.
  
• I've acquired a keen sense of hearing in lieu of the baby monitor. Due to my ability to hear Eli's shrieks without the use of the monitor, I've found that I enjoy life much more without seeing the red lights illuminate at every whimper from upstairs.
• I've learned how to fold baby clothes in a relatively space-efficient way.
• One of life's greatest highlights is to put my pajamas on after we put Eli down between 7-8.
  
• I sway when I stand. Even when I'm sans-Eli.
  
• 8 straight hours of sleep? What is that?
  
• 7 straight hours of sleep? What is that?
• I miss Eli once I put him down for a nap. But not enough to go wake him up.
  
• I now know what the following abbreviations stand for:
  CIO, STTN, DF, BW, PDF (and not the type of computer file), etc.
  
• I haven't watched a full episode of A Baby Story since Eli's birth. Not because I don't want to relive that day, but because I've already lived it (does that make sense?)
• I've discovered that my son is a lot like me in the following ways: he loves to have his arm scratched (or so his daddy tells me) and he loves baths.
  
• And last but not least, I wouldn't trade this for the world.