It is now more then 14 months since my son entered the world. While he is so tiny, he did cause some huge changes for me. I started waking up even with slightest cue he makes even in the middle of the night. I started looking at his face in pictures instead of mine. I don't like the quite environment when he is not around. My patience level is atleast doubled. I never thought I will love someone so much even whey are the cause of my sleep deprivation. This small fellow became the prime factor when I make any decisions. Source of my feelings moved to him. If he is playing, I am happy and if he is crying, I am worried. I am more happy with his tiny milestones (like crawling and walking) then my personal achievements. My photos became scares on my phone, they were replaced by my little one. My screen time for non-work related stuff reduced drastically.
I share my personal views here. There will be a coat of sarcasm and fun added sometimes.