D'you really think so? That's a relief. Not that I was worried I'd be bad at it, not exactly, only ... well, we've talked about the middle of the night worries. And they're not real worries. It's not like I really think I'm going to turn out to be, oh, like Farty the Grouch would be as a father. But it's so queer to think that in another four months there'll be a tiny human in the world who's half me and half you, and I'll be a quarter of the people raising him and responsible for his everything.
I've been thinking lately about how much I miss Dad, and how much I'd like to talk to him about this. Ask him how he felt when Mum was pregnant with Bill and he was getting ready to be a father for the first time himself. I feel like he would have had so many useful things to tell me. I've already realised that I'm thinking back to how he was with us whenever I try to picture being a father.
But I reckon, the best thing to do is to just love the damn kid senseless, and work out everything from there. And I already do. Love him to bits, I mean. I'm so looking forward to meeting him.
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Date: 2014-10-05 06:29 am (UTC)I've been thinking lately about how much I miss Dad, and how much I'd like to talk to him about this. Ask him how he felt when Mum was pregnant with Bill and he was getting ready to be a father for the first time himself. I feel like he would have had so many useful things to tell me. I've already realised that I'm thinking back to how he was with us whenever I try to picture being a father.
But I reckon, the best thing to do is to just love the damn kid senseless, and work out everything from there. And I already do. Love him to bits, I mean. I'm so looking forward to meeting him.
And Tuesday it is, then.