Today, we found out that you exist. I’m completely shocked (even though it isn’t necessarily all that shocking – I know how babies are made). It doesn’t feel real, and I can’t wrap my mind around it yet. But it’s a secret that makes me smile, a smile that I know will just get bigger and bigger as…well…you do!
You should see your father. He’s walking around in a haze, completely overwhelmed. He only listens to half of what I say. He’s tackling projects around the house that I’ve been nagging at him to do for months, just because he can’t sit still (had I known that would be the case, I would have told him I was pregnant months ago). He’s happy…I can tell. He keeps bringing it up and making plans. But he’s terrified. I see the dollar signs flashing through his eyes as he calculates how much you will cost (especially if you have the expensive taste of either of your parents, or the love of shoes that your mother has). It’s actually very endearing watching him process the information.
It’s the scariest, most exciting, most terrifying thing I’ve ever faced, and yet it’s wonderful, too. I have a feeling that this is what parenting is. It starts with a “Pregnant” sign on a drug store pregnancy test…and spirals into an immeasurable number of years of trying to do what’s best for YOU.
All I can say, McBaby, is I can’t wait to see what’s next. 🙂
P.S. Someday, I’m going to make you pay for these 9 months of no alcohol, by the way. 🙂