David O'Mahony: It’s the little moments that remind you you’ve married the right one — not that I needed reminding
'I’d do it again tomorrow. Hell, I probably will. That’s the glory of parenting, baby.' File picture
Time flies when you’re having fun. And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife. And adopting (and mourning) cats. And becoming increasingly outnumbered and, at times, outmanoeuvred by children.
But still, you may ask yourself — well, how did I get here? Hard work, spouses actually liking one another, mutually chronic sleep deprivation, and always managing to dredge up or mangle song lyrics to weirdly match up with your life (you’re lucky I didn’t pick something from my black metal collection)? I’m certainly not complaining. I’d do it again tomorrow. Hell, I probably will. That’s the glory of parenting, baby.





