So here we are at Stacy’s twelfth week of pregnancy and the news is out! Needless to say, this has been a dream of ours for around a year and a half and thanks to science and great doctors we officially have a bun in the oven. The funniest part of this story is that we had a hard time believing Stacy was actually pregnant when the first signs were there. You can find it hard to believe that something you’ve been hoping to happen has actually taken place when you’ve been doing everything you can and the doctors keep telling you that this new treatment will work. But one weekend I took three separate trips to Target and purchase nothing short of 10 different pregnancy tests that all popped up their own respective signals of a positive pregnancy. We still didn’t believe. We went to the doctor the next Monday and the little sweet Elvis loving nurse confirmed what we didn’t believe: baby Spencer was going to be here in 9 months. And then it actually hit me and I remember saying to myself “Holy crap, it’s the real deal now buddy.”
And then this weird wave comes over you that is composed of a multitude of feelings from extreme happiness and excitement, to a mix of worry and self doubt. “Will I be a good dad?” and “Oh god, what if I pass down some of my bad traits to this kid” are worries that were in my head. How much of it is genetic and how much of it is taught? I mean, are you born a hard headed s.o.b from the womb or is the baby going to mimic my every move. I’ve got to quit cussing for sure but farts have always been funny to me, can farts still be funny? I’ve expressed this fear to a few friends and my sister Patty made my tear up by letting me know “I’d be perfect.” Here is to hoping so.
I’m going to use this blog to document all of our experiences throughout this journey and then how life will change once our special little dude or dudette is finally here. It’s going to be a HUGE learning experience for sure and I am super excited to go through with it. I have a pile of books that are ready to be read and a huge poop phobia to work through. I’m looking forward to looking at the world through a child’s eyes again and being the team mate of an amazing woman.