(Sidenote: I don't know if someone hijacked the mall loudspeaker, but instead of something like "All Out of Love" by Air Supply they were playing "Don't Go Back to Rockville" by REM. Best mall music ever.)
Vicki and I both find it difficult to remember what our lives were like before Ellie and what we did with all our free time. Nowadays, every moment seems to be spent chasing her around or feeding her or getting her to bed. And with The Second One on the way, I'm wondering how we're going to manage.
Sometimes I miss begin able to go out to a relaxing dinner or going to see a movie. Those things were kinda nice -- especially when compared to listening a 2-and-a-half-year-old throw a tantrum because she doesn't want to go to bed even though it's 10:30pm.
Luckily the tantrums are more than offset by those wouldn't-trade-this-for-anything moments like Christmas morning or seeing her meet Snow White in Disneyland.
The nice thing about parenting, at least for me so far, is that the tantrums and misbehavior are like white noise and are easily forgotten whereas the great things stick with you. I think that's worth giving up your free time for.