I wish I could tell you that babies instinctively love and cling to their parents and immediate family, but that would be a damn lie. If you aint mom, you aint ****. Or you might be **** but you aint THE ****. My two younger daughters wanted nothing to do with me; the middle one outgrew that just after she turned two, and now she's a daddy's girl. The younger one just turned two but I'm still chopped liver to her. Both of them as babies would/will tolerate me holding them as long as I do it standing up and moving. If I sit down, I punch a one-way ticket to fuss town. You wouldn't think it, but a little 15lb baby can put one hell of a strain on your back after a couple of hours. But mom, shoot, she just has to be in the same room to make them stop fussing. She doesn't have to walk around with them. She can sit down with them, lay down with them, lay down ON them, lay them down and walk away, whatever, just because she's mom. Like a BAWS.We're both very excited, though I'm a bit anxious. I've never been good with kids--They all seem scared of me. I'm kind of curious how this little bugger will deal with my strange and awkward behavior.....
And some people they just HATE for no good reason. My sister wanted to be the cool aunt who everybody loves. She was present for the birth of my youngest and she cut the cord. From the day that baby came out, she would cry any time my sister came near. Once she got old enough to have facial expressions, all my sister ever got was terror and disgust. It really got to her. She cried once when she tried to kiss the baby and the baby wretched away and scratched her face. Now two years later she finally got the baby on her side. She snapped a selfie with the baby giving her a kiss on the cheek and it's her most prized facebook picture.
Careful with that. It's something I struggle with. I couldn't/can't help but let myself imagine my kids growing into total geniuses and communicating with me on the deepest level of nerd, but so far the magic 8-ball keeps coming back with "ask again later." I really don't want to build up this fantastical image of what the future holds for them, what they're going to be like, who and what they're going to be interested in, et. al. because they are their own creatures. You can influence them, but you can't make them something that they're not destined to be. You need to consider the possibility that they might turn out to be average Joes who have no interest in your nerdy pursuits, and be comfortable with that, and not be disappointed by it. Your son might be a football jock; he might look at you through 16y/o eyes and see you as a grown up version of the kids he picks on at school. Or not, you just don't know. But what seems obvious to me is that if you spend your kid's whole childhood trying to lead them in a direction that they don't want to go, they're going to resent you for that. And if you make it obvious to them that you have some dream of what they should be, and they aren't living up to it, they're going to feel like a failure and have a low self esteem. I probably sound like a downer right now; I don't mean to. My point is, "life's like a box of chocolates" ...and all that. Be ready and excited to celebrate them for whatever they are and not just what you hope they'll be. (you know, just so long as they don't aspire for the spotlight of bondage porno)I get the feeling though that if it's a girl she'll take after my wife and be very artistic, and if it's a by he'll take after me and be more logical. If the latter is true he'll know how to use an oscilloscope and blink an LED with a 555 timer by the time he starts Kindergarten!