Few moments in my life compare to the birth of my daughter. It was an experience like no other and transcends every day life in ways I cannot even begin to describe in words. Now, I am preparing to relive that experience again (tomorrow, most likely) with the birth of my second child, this time a son. Two years have passed since my wife and I were in the hospital welcoming our daughter and in the time since I have learned a lot about myself.
First, I am able to withstand more sleep deprivation than I ever thought possible, but my wife is even better at it (love you honey). Second, I am more intentional with my days, planning more than ever, taking time to prepare for events ahead of time and doing my best to remain present in the moment, which I still struggle with at times. Finally, I have learned new levels of love I never knew existed. The trio my wife, daughter and I have formed is simply amazing. When we three are alone at home enjoying the simple things it is the most happy, content and joyful times I can imagine in my adult life. How will that change with my son? Will upsetting the status quo change what we have?
I am suddenly hit with the realization that life will never be the same and that is a little unnerving because things are so good right now. I am sure our lives are about to become even more full of love, laughter and excitement but I think it is a good practice to acknowledge the present and keep a memory of how our little trio used to be. Son, I think you are pretty damn lucky to be joining this family! That Mom of yours is simply the best... She will agonize about your health, well being and future, and it may annoy you at times but that is just what moms do and believe me, it is for the best. Us men need a good woman in our lives to keep things straight. That brings me to your big sister. She already loves you more than you know. Each night before you were born she kissed mommy's belly saying good night and lately has been asking why you haven't "popped" yet. She wants to meet you so bad and I know she will be an amazing big sister. Just get ready to be bossed around a little... She will "Mom" you like crazy but go with it, she is crazy smart and is probably right.
In addition to the excitement I feel, I can't help but feel some apprehension. Will I be the kind of Dad he needs? Even though I never played football or baseball in High School, will I be able to do the sports thing with him? Am I the right person to teach him the "manly" stuff? Does that stuff even matter that much anymore? Will he be proud to call me his Dad?
I certainly hope so because I can't wait to meet you little man. I hope to be the great Dad you deserve!
