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The Weird Way Time Disappears When You Have Kids (And How It’s Messing with My Focus)
I knew having a kid would eat my time — everyone warns you about that — but I didn’t expect it to vanish this way.
My son was born last year, and now that he’s one, time hasn’t just shrunk; it’s splintered into these tiny, unpredictable fragments.
It’s not what I thought it would be, and it’s got me thinking about focus, work, and how we’re all juggling this parenting thing in a world that’s not exactly set up to help.
Let me break it down for you.
The Newborn Phase: More Time Than I Expected
When my son was first born, I braced myself for total chaos. But here’s the weird part: those first few months actually gave me more spare time than I expected.
He’d nap for two or three hours at a time, and during those stretches, I could breathe, work, or just zone out.
Sure, there were sleepless nights and constant feedings (which my wife mostly handled), but between those, there were these golden pockets of free time.
It felt like a strange gift — like the universe was giving me a little grace period before things got real.
