Saturday Night
Saturday night I spent massaging my wife’s feet and painting her toes. Oddly enough, I kind of enjoyed it….probably shouldn’t let her know that but it’s true.
I think she’s starting to show a little bit now. We will be 17 weeks tomorrow. Some days I don’t think it’s set in to me yet that I’ll be a father. Other days, it scares the living feces out of me. I don’t know how we’re going to afford a baby. I don’t know how to take care of a baby. Do they come with instructions? Day care alone will run us $600 a month. I don’t recall us ever having an extra $600 bucks at the end of the month. Not to mention diapers, baby food, wetnaps, and whatever else we’ll be needing. I think we are going to have to make some pretty severe changes to our lifestyle now. I think we will need to start doing that now.
With all that said, I am excited about the baby though I probably don’t share enough of that excitement with Mrs. Xpinionated. I don’t know why I don’t express it. Like I said, I think I’m worrying about all that could go wrong and it’s kind of taking it’s toll on the excitement.
