Used to be the party guy, now I'm the dad who leaves at 9pm
Turned 35 and had a kid 6 months ago. My entire friend group still doesn't get it. They still text me to hit the bars on Friday nights and I'm like yeah no I'm going to bed at 10pm because someone wakes up at 5am screaming. I miss sleeping until noon. I miss spontaneous road trips. I miss being the guy people could count on to be fun. But my son grabbed my face yesterday and smiled at me and I realized I'm still that guy, just in a completely different way. He thinks I'm the coolest person alive. That's better than being cool to drunk people at a bar.
Man, I felt this in my soul. My buddies still try to get me to come to midnight poker games on Saturdays. I'm like guys, I need to be home by 9:30 to not be a zombie with my kids all day Sunday. They finally get it now but it took like a year of me bailing.