Where do I begin?
I am now the father of the most stinkin’ good looking little boy ever, who also makes the saddest face in the world when he’s upset. One week in, I understand my parents a lot more than I ever did. I think I’ll be much nicer to them in the future. I’ve learned that my limit for lack of sleep is 48 hours before meltdown occurs. And, I’ve also learned that there’s a lot I don’t know and a lot that I’m going to learn over the next 50 or 60 years.
I wonder who this little man is going to grow up to be. I wonder if I’ll be able to help him when he needs it. I hope that I can help raise him to be a good man someday. And I hope that when he looks at me he understands that I’m only a person and doesn’t hold too much against me. Welcome to the world little boy. Your mother and I love you like crazy. We’ll do our best. We promise.
I like my new title a lot. Fatherhood is something I looked forward to for a long time. I never thought that I would happily change a poopie diaper or look forward to being tired while feeding a little boy at two in the morning. But, I am. I can only imagine the things that I will find wonderful but I never thought I would thanks to him. Welcome to the world little boy. We love you bunches.