I can’t help but to look ahead. Of course we don’t know what the future holds, but I would like to think it will include some good times. I hope to embrace fatherhood and enjoy the precious moments with my child. I hope to teach, to instill, and to inspire, but I also hope to have a little fun.
There’s always been an inner kid inside of me, and now I have a reason to enjoy kid stuff without all the weird looks; I look forward to playing with toys again, pirates, monsters, superheroes, dinosaurs, cars and dump trucks, trains, boats, or whatever else. I’m up for anything.
I’ve always enjoyed sports, so playing catch or tossing the ball around outdoors is something I look forward to. (No ball in the house, as my mom used to say)
What if it’s a girl you ask? Ummmm…Okay, okay, I can deal with that as well. Let’s see, I suppose I could play princess or tea time. That could be fun, maybe. She could be a tom boy right? Maybe she’ll like basketball or even, gulp….soccer.
Boy or girl, we can build forts and go exploring in the woods, enjoy family trips, and the movies, have you seen the kids movies these days? Now I’ll have a great excuse for going to see these without being the creepy guy sitting in the dark theatre by himself.
Halloween will be a great time, dressing up the little munchkin for trick or treating will be lots of fun, as will eating the candy that “doesn’t pass inspection”.
Okay, I need to slow down. I understand we have a long way to go before any of this takes place, and at this point we’re just hoping for a smooth pregnancy and a healthy baby, as it’s not called a miracle for nothing. But that’s the exciting part for me, the opportunity to be a father.