Tuesday, February 25, 2003

Oh, FC was relaying a story to me the other day about how she's beginning to talk to the baby, so that the baby will recognize her voice, and she was telling me when she got off work, she told the baby, "Ok, baby. Time to go home now and pick up your sister and see your Dad." It took me a minute before it hit me that she was referring to me as "Dad," and it was the strangest feeling in the world. Dads are supposed to be other men, not me! It wasn't a negative response, really, just an anvil of realization that fell swiftly.

Fantasizing about what our baby will look like. Also fantasizing about the joy and happiness that I'll feel when I make the baby laugh at me.

I think it'll be a wonderful feeling.

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