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Thoughts on Becoming a Dad – Week 37+ Edition

“Did your wife get ugly?” the hair stylist asked.

“No! She’s beautiful!” I replied.

“It’s a boy.  Girls steal your beauty.”

Everyone has an opinion – yet only one person knows – if it’s a boy or a girl.  And that person isn’t one of us.  The ultrasound technician at Palisades Medical Center knows.  The envelope, sealed and stapled shut, knows.  But neither the technician nor the paper envelope are talking.

Baby’s arrival is getting closer by the day.  As of this past Monday, he/she is technically at term.  It can be at any time.

“Are you ready?” is a question bouncing around in my bean lately.  In many ways, I am as ready as I think I can be.  The nursery is built, the crib is assembled, the baby clothes are hanging in the newly-built closet.  The to-do list has dwindled considerably.  True, we don’t yet have life insurance. I still need to complete the edits on our wills.  But if baby decides to arrive today, we have all we need physically to care for him/her.   But while we are waiting for this arrival, perhaps the hardest part so far is getting ready emotionally and mentally.

It’s a scary thing this impending fatherhood.  I’m 35 and set in my ways.  I like my routine.  I like the freedom of meeting the work pals for happy hour at the Faculty Club.  I like the option of planning Momofuku Fried Chicken dinners, or impromptu oyster nights.  This will soon all change, I know.  I feel like a dick typing this.  I certainly don’t mean to sound like I’m regretful.  I feel selfish.  But this is where my mind goes.  I know for a fact that our lives with change dramatically, yet the reality of this change is unclear to me right now.   It’s a great unknown and I’m scared.  Until I meet this child and it looks up at me – and despite the pointy bulges in Erin’s belly and the epic hiccups like those baby had this morning – it’s all an abstract.

So, I wait.  And I wonder.  While we wait, we field opinions and guesses on boy or girl.

Even the ferry guy Cosmo has one: “So anyway, it’s a boy!”  He, like everyone else, has a 50/50 shot at being right.

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August 26, 2010 - Posted by | Erin, Family, Life in general

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