On Being a Father
So I’ve been a father for about two and a half months now, and despite the effect on my sleep, I’ve really been enjoying fatherhood. It helps that he’s been such a good baby. He doesn’t cry or fuss much, and he’s often in a good mood. He’s a very smiley little guy, and I just heard what I believe to be his first laugh the other day.
It’s also humbling to look at that cute little guy and think about the life ahead of him and the personality that he’s developing. It’s also eerie to see my features in him, just as it’s eerie to look at old pictures of my dad and see myself in him. I mean, just look at this happy face. He’s the spittin’ image of his old man!
I love being a daddy.