Who’s your daddy?

All of my 37 years have come to this, my defining moment. I’ve learned that in six short months, I’ll be a father. What in God’s name is happening here?

Who knew it was possible to weigh this many things at once? To be overcome with happiness, overwhelmed by the work left to do and just a little bit scared that this, the most pivotal of moments, will turn everything in my life upside down?

You know what? Bring it on. Bring on the poopy pants, bring on the sleepovers and bring on the stark realization that I’m nowhere near as smart as I thought I was.

Ignorance is bliss, and I’ve never been this happy about anything…