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I still have some things to say soon regarding use of 3rd-party 3D libraries in creating isometric games, but in the mean time...
We're having a baby. (By we, of course, I mean that my wife is having a baby, and I get to stand around and be encouraging and supportive.) Found out today that it is a boy. I'd have been just as happy to have a girl, but either option carries its weight of worries and excitement. It's a pretty strange thing to think about after all these years. Me, being a dad. I worry that I won't be a good father, considering that my head is so far in the clouds most days. I worry that I'll drop him at some crucial moment. I worry that he'll turn out to love sports, and I'll have to ask someone else to teach him to throw a spiral football because I throw like a four year old girl. I worry that he'll be smart and quiet and socially awkward like I was, and that school will be a hardship for him. So much worry, but the excitement overshadows it. A little person is going to be entering my life soon. He'll be defenseless, he'll be small, he'll look to me for guidance and love. Maybe I can teach him the "nerdy" things that I love, and maybe he'll learn to like them. Or maybe he'll grow in ways I can't anticipate. I can only hope that I do right by him and give him every chance and every opportunity.
Sorry for the non-development-related aside, but seeing the ultrasound pictures today (we are calling him Skeletor, based on those pictures; that name will likely change) suddenly made it real for me, and I got a little excited and a little scared. Carry on.
We're having a baby. (By we, of course, I mean that my wife is having a baby, and I get to stand around and be encouraging and supportive.) Found out today that it is a boy. I'd have been just as happy to have a girl, but either option carries its weight of worries and excitement. It's a pretty strange thing to think about after all these years. Me, being a dad. I worry that I won't be a good father, considering that my head is so far in the clouds most days. I worry that I'll drop him at some crucial moment. I worry that he'll turn out to love sports, and I'll have to ask someone else to teach him to throw a spiral football because I throw like a four year old girl. I worry that he'll be smart and quiet and socially awkward like I was, and that school will be a hardship for him. So much worry, but the excitement overshadows it. A little person is going to be entering my life soon. He'll be defenseless, he'll be small, he'll look to me for guidance and love. Maybe I can teach him the "nerdy" things that I love, and maybe he'll learn to like them. Or maybe he'll grow in ways I can't anticipate. I can only hope that I do right by him and give him every chance and every opportunity.
Sorry for the non-development-related aside, but seeing the ultrasound pictures today (we are calling him Skeletor, based on those pictures; that name will likely change) suddenly made it real for me, and I got a little excited and a little scared. Carry on.
My boy is 2 years old at the end of the month. Yes, life changes a lot after having a child but I can assure you that it's all worth it. You'll never look back. He'll be somewhat like you and somewhat different at the same time. It's a very exciting thing that you can only truely understand by experiencing it.
Oh, and sometimes it feels like you have a lot less time for programming and such, but you get better at managing your time and make it work somehow.