As many of you may already know, Merry and I are expecting our first child later this year.
The child is due to be born in the middle of October.
At this point, I'm not really all that frightened.
In fact, I'm looking forward to it.
A new challenge.
But this is definitely the challenge of all challenges.
Lately, we've been preparing the home for the new one.
Painting what was the dining room and remodeling the room, which will be the baby's nursery.
It is adjacent to our bedroom, making it much easier, since the only other available room for the child would be upstairs.
Not a good idea.
Anyway, I've still got some painting to do, which hopefully I will have completed this past weekend. (As of this writing, it's not finished, but it's only trim in the room).
There are other things I have to accomplish prior to October. Like putting together a crib, putting together a dresser, and much, much more.
But, there's four months in between now and then, so I think we're on the right track.
Still, there are other things that I've been preparing for.
Putting together dressers, cribs and painting is, in all reality, the easy part.
The hard part is mentally preparing for this life-changing event.
Things simply aren't going to be the same.
Merry and I are bringing into this world, the greatest gift anyone can have.
Don't get me wrong, I'm really looking forward to it.
But from a mental perspective, I'm a little scared.
I can't help but think, "will I be a good dad?"
I sure hope so.
And I have the greatest role model to look up to.
My father was awesome while I was growing up.
Sure, he worked a lot and sometimes, it felt like he was gone too often, but whenever we needed him, he was right there.
He always came to events I took part in. It was common for him to rush home from work to catch one of our games.
I was in high school band. Marching on Saturdays, I could always spot out my parents. They were right there in the thick of Owen Valley fans, cheering us on.
It wouldn't have seemed right if he weren't there.
Growing up, I never imagined him not being there.
My job requires me to be on the move practically all the time.
I work many hours throughout the week and spend a lot of time at the office.
I hope I can be just as diligent as my father was while I was growing up. I hope I will take time out of my scheduled to spend time with this child.
It's the right thing to do.
And, while I was growing up, I saw the perfect example.
I hope I learned from this example and can be just like him.
Taking time out of the Saturday to air up the tire on the bicycle or fix the broken chain.
Get the baseball mitts out for a game of catch.
Spend an evening together grilling out.
The examples are endless.
As I said before, I grew up around the perfect example.
I hope I can be as great as my father is.