This is a Seinfeld post. You know, it’s about nothing and everything.
I’m so not ready.
I wasn’t ready to start my new job.
I wasn’t ready for my duathlon.
And I am most certainly not ready to become a Father sometime in the next 54 days.
This is compounded by the fact that I hate being new at anything because I hate not being perfect at something from the start. Yes, I know it’s illogical, thanks for pointing that out.
I have a lot of fear around becoming a father; all of which is perfectly normal, which is somewhat comforting.
So, I’m doing what I can to get ready: “Ready or not, here I come”, says the child.
Pre-natal classes are over and I don’t remember much, lol… thank God for my wife who does.
One thing I am scared about is gaining back the 50lbs I’ve worked so hard to loose. I didn’t gain the Freshman 15 when I went back to University in 2009, I didn’t gain weight when I got married and I don’t want to gain the Fatherhood 50 (or whatever). So, I have about 8 weeks to get into the best shape I can so that I can best take care of my son and my wife.
Oh well… My son is coming and I’m super excited to meet him, hug him, kiss him and tell him how awesome he is.