Some thoughts on fatherhood

As I type this - my baby boy is lying on my chest in a fetal position, fast asleep. He's all warm after a good feed and he smells so sweet. My hand covers his entire back. It's really hard to explain what this feels like. I can hear his little short breaths. Every now and again he'll breathe in and breathe out a little sigh. He'll twitch every now again. It struck me that the little movements he is making now are probably the same he made in the womb. I suppose that for Mommy, feeling the kicks and twitches would feel a bit like it does now, but only deeper and further down. Amazing.

The experience of becoming a father has been a gradual realisation of a few things. Each day I realise more and more how much I love this little boy. There's no length that I wouldn't go to for him. I would walk 1000 miles for him. I would work 100 jobs if I had to, just to provide for him. I'd give my life to protect him.
I've never had much time for babies before, but I'd give all my time for this one.