I have been asked multiple times over the last 5 or 6 months about my feelings toward impending parenthood.  "Are you excited?"  "What are you feeling?"  "Does it seem real?"  With this being our first child I am entering a new stage in my life.  It actually isn't a stage at all because this is now going to be my life.  For the last 8 months life has gone on as normal, albeit a few changes.   Claire needs a hand now to get off the couch.  She leaves the bed a lot more during the night and odor has become a four letter word with Claire.  But something happened to me this Wednesday.  Parenthood began.  I realized this week what I am to do as a father.  For those that are unware, Claire had a doctors appointment and a red flag appeared.  A second ultrasound was needed and a meeting with a genetic counsellor.  It was concluded that the flag was due to a technical error and all should be fine. 

But in those long 48 hours I realized my duties.  First and foremost is to love this child unconditionally.  I have never seen, touched, held, hugged, or kissed this baby, but I have never loved something more.  I realized this week what family means.  Claire and I are fortunate to have the support of so many people who are a phone call away.  I realized what worrying over your child means.  The thought of your child being unhealthy or hurt is the worst feeling in the world.  *Sorry mom and dad for that time I went for a morning run. 

All in all, the rest of my life as a father started on Wednesday at 4:30 with a simple phone call.  With the help of family and friends and the support of a strong, loving wife, I can do this.