I’ve always had thoughts of being a dad.  As a young man I hoped that someday I would be one.  Like the latest Wells Fargo billboards say… “Your Someday can be today.”  Right on with Wells Fargo… Carpe Diem!  Seize the day.

A few months after Amelia and I passed our one year anniversary, we made the call to have kids.  Amelia is 5 months pregnant this Saturday.  I’m going to be a Dad!  Like any big event, it takes a while for me to grasp the magnitude of the situation.  Honestly, I still don’t have this overwhelming insanity about me when it comes to being a Dad.  I’m waiting for it… we’re buying baby furniture, maternity clothes, baby clothes, saving money, reading books… but it still hasn’t hit home.  Patience is a virtue young grasshopper!  So I shall wait.

I shall wait for my excitement to unleash.  The thought of having a little girl really does drives me up a wall though.  She’s not even out yet and I know I’m going to bend to her every wish.  I’m helpless.  She’s going to be disciplined well, but spoiled like crazy at the same time.  I’m already thinking about princess dresses, Disneyland, Daddy-Daughter dates, reading & praying together and talking about how we can surprise mommy.  That is probably what I’m waiting for.  I’m waiting for her to grow up.  The truth is, I have no idea about how to handle an infant.  It’s like a limp blob that consumes all your time, energy, money and worries just to return a full diaper as payment.  It’s a bad business deal that’s for sure.  Deal or no deal… NO DEAL!  Close the glass box!  I say this with a grain of salt knowing that when she comes out, I’ll change all my ways.  I enjoy the meaningless soap box for now that allows me to vent my lack of knowledge and understanding.  It’s like confessing you’re an idiot and then proving it.  Good times.