Well needless to say the day is almost here and our new addition will arrive in just weeks. We have now made it past several ultrasounds, two glucose tests, several other tests and about six appointments . With Carrie now at 36 weeks and nearly considered full term, we will now go in for weekly checkups to make sure everything is going smoothly. With that comes the reality of life setting in. As the weeks close in, our nursery is slowly getting put together and everything else seems to be falling in place.
The nursery is packed with all the goodies we have received from the numerous baby showers Carrie has had thrown for her/us, as well as the crib and changing table given to us by our Aunt Lani. Although the room looks messy right now I am confident it will be put together by the end of the weekend. That said, everything becomes a little bit more real.
Reality of being dad has come and gone over the past eight months. The initial surprise seems surreal while 16 week appointment brings reality beating in(get to listen to the heartbeat at that point), literally. When we hit the 20 week mark a more than real visual makes itself present and while I felt myself overwhelmed with glee, reality besieged my thoughts. To secure the veracity of the situation every few weeks Carrie would go in and get her routine check ups and during those times we get to hear the heartbeat. As weeks progress different moments make this whole thing very
authentic.
Last weekend we attended a birthing class and while Carrie I gathered some valuable information and had a good time, I couldn't help how bona fide the situation is. As we left the class on Sunday, Carrie turned and asked, "That made everything seem so real, huh?" I answered her with an enthusiastic yet slightly scared, yes.
Although fear occasionally enter my mind, I can't help but be inundated with gratefulness for having friends and family by our side even if geography separates us. It is comforting to know we always have someone to lean on. There are days where fear fills my thoughts, however I have no excuse to continue those negative thoughts because of our family and friends.
With just weeks to go I feel excited and and anxious for my baby girl. I often imagine what to do, how to be, and so on but now I wonder no more. Carrie and I were raised well and I intend to believe in what we have been taught and what we have learned over the years will suffice.
The nursery is packed with all the goodies we have received from the numerous baby showers Carrie has had thrown for her/us, as well as the crib and changing table given to us by our Aunt Lani. Although the room looks messy right now I am confident it will be put together by the end of the weekend. That said, everything becomes a little bit more real.
Reality of being dad has come and gone over the past eight months. The initial surprise seems surreal while 16 week appointment brings reality beating in(get to listen to the heartbeat at that point), literally. When we hit the 20 week mark a more than real visual makes itself present and while I felt myself overwhelmed with glee, reality besieged my thoughts. To secure the veracity of the situation every few weeks Carrie would go in and get her routine check ups and during those times we get to hear the heartbeat. As weeks progress different moments make this whole thing very
authentic.Last weekend we attended a birthing class and while Carrie I gathered some valuable information and had a good time, I couldn't help how bona fide the situation is. As we left the class on Sunday, Carrie turned and asked, "That made everything seem so real, huh?" I answered her with an enthusiastic yet slightly scared, yes.
Although fear occasionally enter my mind, I can't help but be inundated with gratefulness for having friends and family by our side even if geography separates us. It is comforting to know we always have someone to lean on. There are days where fear fills my thoughts, however I have no excuse to continue those negative thoughts because of our family and friends.
With just weeks to go I feel excited and and anxious for my baby girl. I often imagine what to do, how to be, and so on but now I wonder no more. Carrie and I were raised well and I intend to believe in what we have been taught and what we have learned over the years will suffice.
