I write this post, sipping on my second cup of coffee this morning.
As I was in our kitchen, preparing my delicious hot Dunkin Donuts coffee (mmm good), I saw a picture of my little girl Erin.
I smiled.
She is upstairs sleeping now. The house is quiet.
Soon, she will wake, and our little home will transform into a chaotic mess.
I can't wait.
She will be 2 on April 30. She is cute, smart, funny, wonderful and BOSSY.
I love her for all of those things.
My wife and I were not sure we could even have a child. We tried for awhile, and then looked into fertility specialists, which seem to be the craze here in Naperville.
Our "specialist" said we would not be able to have a child, the normal way.
But if we signed up today, we could save money on Invitro treatments. I felt like I was buying a used car.
Needless to say we were uncomfortable. So we talked about adoption.
There are so many beautiful babies needing good homes. Black, white, brown, yellow, red, green and pink babies. Does it matter the color, we thought. No.
We just wanted a child to love and call our own.
But then, almost three years ago now, it happened. Nicole was pregnant.
Our life has never been the same.
Fatherhood is wonderful. Challenging. Hard.
But wonderful.
I have to go now.
I here my little girl. I don't want to keep her waiting. She will yell at me.
Ken
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