As I prepare myself for wiping another human’s behind, I’ve found myself thinking more and more about setting a good example for my child.It may come as a surprise to learn that I’m far from perfect.In fact, I’m a far from near perfect; I have a lot of bad habits and from what I gather these little critters pick up on these habits awfully young.
It scares me to think that I will be the one that he will look to for advice.Sure, I can teach him how to tie his shoes and help him with his jump shot, but I’ve never been one to offer advice.I have no funny anecdotes offering valuable lessons or nuggets of wisdom like the fathers on television.I’ll have to come up with something.
Once our son is born, my wife will not be the only teacher in the house, as we will both be teachers every day, to our child.We will be responsible for another human being, and that in itself makes it the most important job I have ever had.I’m sure it won’t be easy, and I will have to change my entire life, but I can’t wait to do it.
I'm excited to embrace the innocence of childhood, I look forward to Christmas becoming magical again, creating new family traditions while carrying on older customs from our own families.I look forward to the creative imagination that a child brings to a house, the squeals of excitement, the silliness, the wide eyed look of enthusiasm, and the bond of father and son.
As odd as it may sound, when I was putting together his crib and dresser, I felt somehow connected to him.I found myself thinking, I’m doing this for my son…it was something I had never felt before. It was my first fatherly moment.
I understand that I’m naive, that there will be moments when I won’t feel so warm and fuzzy about parenthood.I know that it will be challenging and unlike anything I’ve done before.I accept your challenge parenthood; I can’t wait to meet this little guy.