There is clearly one dark line and a very faint line right next to it. My first reaction when seeing this was “My wife is clearly not pregnant — those lines are not the same.” Maybe I was in denial — maybe I was a little overwhelmed, maybe I refused to believe that a $15 stick of plastic would be able to determine such a monumental diagnosis — but two pee tests and a blood test a week later confirmed it: There is a bun in my wife’s oven.
So here I am, sitting in front of my laptop telling you strangers this in blog form. In my less than 3 minutes of searching, I didn’t really feel like I connected to any ‘daddy blogs’. (BTW this will be a ‘dad blog’ — not a ‘daddy blog’. ‘Daddy’ is a word for kids and Mommys. We’ll say “Dad” here. Or Father. Or Pop. Or Pops.
I won’t be giving daily updates either — if I did, here’s what you’d read:
Day 10 - My wife is tired and threw up.
Day 11 - My wife is tired and threw up.
and so forth.
But what I hope to share with you is what I learn along the way in these next months of having my first child - what works, what doesn’t, what food my wife’s craving, thoughts, ideas, feelings and all that shit. I am very excited to be having a kid and at the same exact time completely freaking out. Soon-to-be and new Dads: Join me as we freak out together.
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