I am currently sitting here at work, but I can’t concentrate on anything I’m supposed to be doing.
Today is a big milestone for me in life, it’s only ten weeks until my daughter will be born (that’s if she doesn’t decide to make an early appearance.)
From the day we found out my wife was pregnant to today I have been filled with hundreds of different emotions, ranging from fear to love that I have never felt before in my life.
I have done things that people either think is insane or the sweetest thing ever I also had a game with my friend for the first couple of months where I would send them messages entitled “Things Not To Say To Your Pregnant Wife” it was a fun game and kept me entertained. My wife found me funny at times (the only reason I’m still alive, I think) FYI to any guys out there who read my blog and their partners are pregnant or that are planning on having children DO NOT CALL YOUR WIFE A SUBMARINE WHEN SHE IS GOING FOR A BATH. It will only end badly for you, no matter how funny, and technically accurate; you may think it is. Also avoid calling her an incubator and the baby a parasite, doesn’t go down well.
Anyway back to my point, one of the things I have done, when we found out that the baby was a girl and we had decided on her name I set her up an email address and have been sending her semi-regular emails. Telling her what’s going on in life, with her and how much I love her. I am going to keep doing this as she grows up and will send her family photos and stories that I write for her (not the same kind I put on my blog, that would just be weird) and I will give her access to it when she is older, maybe around 13 or 14.
When I told my wife that I had set up this email address she rolled her eyes and thought I was crazy but a few friends thought it was one of the sweetest things they have heard.
Now I don’t know about that, but hey I’m not going to argue, mostly because I won’t win and because I stole the idea from an advert that Google had on the TV about four or five years ago and somehow it stuck with me.
So as I said its ten weeks until she is here and the nerves are starting to creep in. The love is increasing every day, I love her so much already, and she isn’t even here yet. But with love also comes the fear, I am naturally the exact opposite of an optimist, and my brain hates me, I have been having recurring nightmares about something happening and my daughter being on her own without me, and it’s a horrible feeling.
No power on this earth will stop me from being there for my daughter.
She will always be protected.
So with ten weeks to go, it’s feeling more and more real every day that passes and I just can’t wait for her to be here, I want to hold her, hug her, kiss her, play with her and just be with her. We are going to have a lot of fun, she is going to be the toughest, geekiest and strongest little girls on the planet if I have anything to do with it.
I don’t really know why I’m writing this, but it’s something I felt like I had to put out there.
I’m not sure if anyone will read this but if you do thanks for taking the time. I appreciate it