9 weeks to go until I meet you. It is quite difficult to determine if that feeling in the pit of my stomach is nerves or excitement, but the anticipation is surely building as each day passes.
Living in a 1-bedroom condo, which is currently worth much less than what we owe, will surely be a difficult task (even more difficult for a borderline OCD wife that HATES clutter). Our baby shower was this past weekend, and we have a condo full of onesies, strollers, diapers, bottles, blankets, and pacifiers, in addition to a mountain of baby clothes (both new and handed down). We have already run out of space, and you are not even here yet (which does not alleviate the nervous tension surrounding your pending arrival)!!
Although many of our friends and family have traveled down this road in their lives, I'm sure that no advice will be as valuable as first hand experience. While noone may ever read this blog, my goal is to chronicle the "Life and Times of a New Father." If anything, it may just give me an outlet to vent or it could prove to be a nice way to document the amazing experience I am about to undertake.
I would wish for luck, but I think I am going to need a hell of a lot more than that in the next few months! So instead, I am going to wish for you to be a happy and healthy baby, and save the luck wishes for when you are a teenager!
Till the next time...
Dad
Living in a 1-bedroom condo, which is currently worth much less than what we owe, will surely be a difficult task (even more difficult for a borderline OCD wife that HATES clutter). Our baby shower was this past weekend, and we have a condo full of onesies, strollers, diapers, bottles, blankets, and pacifiers, in addition to a mountain of baby clothes (both new and handed down). We have already run out of space, and you are not even here yet (which does not alleviate the nervous tension surrounding your pending arrival)!!
Although many of our friends and family have traveled down this road in their lives, I'm sure that no advice will be as valuable as first hand experience. While noone may ever read this blog, my goal is to chronicle the "Life and Times of a New Father." If anything, it may just give me an outlet to vent or it could prove to be a nice way to document the amazing experience I am about to undertake.
I would wish for luck, but I think I am going to need a hell of a lot more than that in the next few months! So instead, I am going to wish for you to be a happy and healthy baby, and save the luck wishes for when you are a teenager!
Till the next time...
Dad
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