That subject line is so very complex for me. From the moment we knew we were going to be parents, I've been in love with this child growing inside the love of my life. It's really a bizarre process you go through as a future daddy. If you're like me, you think about it everyday and can't wait for the moment you'll meet your little one face to face.
I was at work the other day, and asked the ladies in the office (who inform me all the time that I'm going to be an awesome dad), "What if my baby hates me?"
How idiotic is that?
We've not arrived at the point where we're counting days instead of weeks ... yet. I can't imagine what the anticipation will be like once we're closer to that new birthday. What will he look like? Will everything be okay? Will mama break daddy's nose during delivery?
It's all too much to sit around here and wait for.