Fatherhood – Introduction

The day is quite vivid in my mind. It was late July, 2006. The summer weather was ramping up. It was sunny, and for all it’s faults CTU had a great courtyard with well maintained gardens.

Amber worked late that day. I got there at my usual time, about 7 a.m. that morning. Amber called me when she got to work around 11 a.m. and asked to meet me halfway between our buildings. We met in the courtyard. We sat on one of the many benches and she told me the amazing, life changing news.

She was pregnant, we were having a baby. She had taken two tests because she couldn’t believe it but the second only confirmed the first. I remember being in shock, not really worried or scared. Just in disbelief. I remember immediately going into planning-mode. We had just started committing to getting our finances in order and the news just put a very clear deadline for that to fall into place. I started thinking about all the things we needed to do to get ready.

I think Amber sensed that my mind has just gone nuts, and she snapped me out of it. From the beginning I’ve always known that everything would be fine. Not that it would be easy, but that it would all work out, one way or the other. For better or worse Amber and I had started down a new path in our lives and there was no turning back. But that prospect was exciting and I wouldn’t trade the direction of our lives for anything.

I spent the rest of that day with perma-smile. We had decided that we would enjoy the moment together and keep it to ourselves for a little while. We were going to Glenwood Springs that weekend to celebrate our Wedding Anniversary so we planned on breaking the news when we got back from that trip. I remember people asking me if Amber was pregnant a couple times that day… it was like I had it written on my face, but I denied it and we kept it to ourselves as planned.

I’ve felt like my life has been in fast forward since that day. It’s strange how the older you get the faster life seems to pass you by. Amber was due on April 2, 2006. I still feel like I was sitting in that courtyard just yesterday.

Noah arrived right on time, on his due date. A 5% chance according to the American College of Obstetricians and Gynecologists (http://www.pennhealth.com/health_info/pregnancy/000145.htm). He is just over three weeks and the time between then and now is a complete blur.

I was fortunate enough to have an amazing boss that allowed me to work from home for the first few weeks. Until this past Monday I had been with Noah every day since he was born. I was always amazed how much our parents always wanted to see Noah and could hardly wait to pick him up and hold him. Now I understand, it took only 4 hours of not seeing him to make me realize how much I missed him.

Now that there is some background and context to me becoming a parent, in the next few posts I’ll be writing about some of my experiences in fatherhood thus far. I’m clearly no professional, so this will be the random and biased thoughts and observations of a first time parent.

It’s nothing like I imagined. And that’s an understatement. It’s better than I ever could have imagined, but also completely different.

Stay tuned.