I’m gonna be a dad!
I’m gonna be a dad.
That’s about all I can say right now. The news is still fresh in my mind, but I’ve known for a couple of months. This makes me so happy. I know its going to be a lot of work. I know it’ll be expensive. I know I’ll be giving up my free time. I know it means giving up sleep. I don’t really care, I’ll live on coffee. I’m gonna be a dad!
I’ve wanted to be a dad, since… Well, since I was a kid. My dad is my hero. He’s not perfect, but I love him. I hope my kid loves me that much too. I can’t wait to play games, share stories and make plans for the future with this little one.
Part of what makes me excited about being a parent is when they become interactive. I’ll have an excuse to play again. Camping trips, bond fires, finger painting, riding bikes, reading bed time stories, pretending I know how to cook (I do that now), and so much more. Imagination is a wonderful thing and I’ll be able to use mine more publicly (read: dressing up as knights and pretending to slay dragons with home made cardboard swords.)
I. Can’t. Wait.