Pre-dad me vs post-dad me is honestly night and day
Before kids I'd sleep till 10am on weekends, stay out till midnight, buy whatever I wanted. Now I'm up at 6, my idea of a wild night is staying up past 9pm, and I just spent 45 minutes choosing between two types of diapers. What I miss: uninterrupted showers, conversations about things other than poop. What I gained: reasons to get out of bed, a kid who thinks I'm the coolest guy alive (for now), actual perspective on what matters. Not gonna lie though, I'd still take a full 8 hour sleep over pretty much anything right now.
The wild night comment got me good. Staying up past 9pm now feels like I'm living dangerously, but honestly I wouldn't trade it for the old days.