On February 6, 2013, my life changed for better. My beautiful little girl entered this world at 4:56 pm healthy as could be.
The past four and half months have been a blessing beyond any measure.
Like most men, I’d imagine, I was hesitant to the idea of having kids. Sure, I wanted to have kids, but I wasn’t in a big hurry to make that commitment. My wife and I would talk about it, and I’d always say, “Let’s wait another year.” We’d agree it was best to wait. We talked again last year, and I used my same old lines of “Well, let’s wait one more year.” I was told waiting another year was not a good idea this time, so we proceeded on trying.
Last summer (it was July 1), when my wife told me she took a pregnancy test and it had the two bright blue lines, I was shocked. My initial response probably goes down in history as one of the worst responses a man could give his excited wife as she is waving around a urine soaked stick in your face. But after a few hours of letting it process, I was excited.
When we found out we were having a little girl, I became terrified. The toughts of weddings, proms, and teenage boys coming over to the house scares me senseless.
The day our baby was born, I was a nervous wreck. Even the night of, once all the family had left and the baby was in the nursery down the hall, I just had relief. The next day, my mother-in-law came to the hospital to stay and I went back to my house to shower and grab a quick nap. It was on the car ride that afternoon it finally hit me. And the nervousness and anxiety I had been feeling turned to sheer joy. And it was unlike any other feeling I had ever experienced.
Everyone told me that having a child was the best thing ever. Fathers with daughters told me that having a little girl was extra special. Boys are great, but there is something special about a little girl. After hearing that so much, I just thought that people said that becuase it was what they were supposed to say. Well I can sit here and say it is the God’s honest truth.
It is something else seeing this little girl grow up. She is growing like a weed, and each week it seems like she is doing something else new.
I think these holidays like Mother’s Day, Valentine’s Day and Father’s Day are overblown Hallmark creations. I told my wife the only thing I wanted for my Father’s Day this year was to play golf with some college buddies yesterday (as an aside-36 holes of golf in one day, the hotest day of the year, isn’t as awesome as it sounds). I don’t need anything too special becuase every day is Father’s Day. I don’t need a special present because it arrived on February 6.