6.22.2004

What Eight Days Means to Me Now

Because its seeming more and more like the ever-pending and soon to be pending no more baby Huh? isn't going to make his or her appearance without a little enticement, we now have a date. A date that will see us both seque from recently married couple to new parents with all of the rights, rules, benefits and detriments incurred by such a change in title designation.

July 1.

The first of July will almost certainly (and really, not much is certain at this point) be the day that P is induced and the little big baby will make his or her appearance in the great big wonderful world.

Eight days and change.

And I'll be a father.

Eight days and a lifetime of change.

We'll be parents.

In eight days, eight short days, in eight days life for us will turn a corner and a whole new chapter of our lives will begin. Our lives going from two to three. A new focus. A new life brought into the world. A clean slate. A baby. My baby. Our baby.

Its all just a wee bit overwhelming to consider in the reality of the now. Next week will be here before we know it and our lives will be enriched beyond any wealth's capacity. We'll be caring for the physical embodiment of our love for each other.

Eight days.

Holy shit!

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