Fatherhood

Oct 28, 2006 00:48

I watched her go through all this pain and there was nothing I could do. It hurt but it was exciting in a way, waiting for my son to arrive. When he graced us with his presence I watched her transform from the woman I knew into something more. I am happy to share her love with this precious miracle. At the bedside she had to instruct me how to hold him. I was so afraid of dropping or hurting him. I can bet that she will laugh at my attempts for the rest of our lives.

We have been getting no sleep. Our son seems to cry at the most incovenient times. I cannot recall more than 3 hours of undisturbed sleep. What doesn't help is that the six week time period for her to heal the broken bone is almost up. I would love time with my wife to reaffirm our relationship. I wonder if one of our parents will take care of our son for a little while. Even though if we did get the time it would probably be used to sleep.

He is precious to us, I hope that we can do right by this little miracle that has been granted to us.

FIN

The above drabble was inspired by a birth fic that i read recently and a conversation i had with a newish father.

Falcon

fic

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