As my friends have become older, more often than not, they have also become engaged, married and eventually fathers/mothers.

I am by no means the last of my group, but I’m certainly not the first. I can assure you, this lack of hasty reproduction has provided me with my fair share of ‘tips’, ‘hints’ and ‘horror stories’ from experienced parental units. As any parent will tell you (I will likely fall into this general category within a month or two), you only speak of the bad, or rather… unsavoury moments.  The good… the genuinely good moments, are rarely discussed.

I KNOW they exist though.

I also know that I cannot truly comprehend what they mean until I experience them for myself. Baby’s first steps, baby’s first words, baby’s first swim and yes…. baby’s first experience with her own fecal matter.  (Yes, i’ve heard enough stories to know this WILL happen and just to prepare for it).

I truly cannot wait for our bundle of joy to arrive, not only to see what she’s like,  but so my wife can be comfortable and have a good night’s rest (I mean… eventually of course!).