I'm a pretty laid back guy...I freaked out in Nov. Woke up in the middle of the night with nightmares of ruining a child's future.
"I'm going to be somebody's dad!!! I can't do this!!! WTF am I going to do with a kid? I can't take care of myself!!!"
Took about a week to chill out and I've been ok since. Maybe I've reallized that he's not going to break and we were all made to be parents in one way or another. I made sure I had some say in decorating his room. I've got my Bluetrane album hung over the changing table. Made some CD's for him to listen to: Alman Bros., SRV, Miles, Coltrane, Gerry Mulligan, etc. All the stuff I listen to. The CCOT poster of the red 40 (with the two bikini clad ladies) I got with my order a few weeks ago is on the back of the door. Julia hasn't noticed yet. No one can see it, but the vibe is there.
I'll get peed on. We'll learn to wrench cruisers together. Check out girls asses at the beach (like my grandfather taught me to do at an early age). Eat hot dogs. I'll be fine. Hopefully he will be too.
And, Julia is going to be the best mom ever.
Ever.