If he... wanna be Freakin'...

My life these days is usually measured in days that I freak out about being a father versus days that I'm looking forward to it (but still freaking out). Being a parent is a huge responsibility, but much like the concept of love, involves a lot more work than rhetoric and feelings. People have asked me what I'm afraid of the most... I think that's it: The amount of constant work involved. The part that's tough is that it literally takes a lifetime before kids appreciate what their parents did/do for them. I have a feeling I'm about to take several more step towards that appreciation in the coming years. So I'm mentally preparing for the patience involved.

I am curious to see what the flip side will be - so many of my friends rave about being parents. You rarely hear people talk about how hard it is and how much they miss the days before they were parents, so I'm hoping it will be a life experience that will be worth it. (Not that there's much I can do about it right now.) And since I'm preparing for the worst (screaming baby 24/7), there's a lot of room for pleasant surprises!

Monday we find out the sex and I'll try to post any evidence. After hoping for a girl for several weeks, I'm back to not caring too much one way or the other.