So I'm a father now, which is very weird and awesome and surreal. My son, Grayson, is hilarious and sleeps a lot so far (at least in the 22 hours that he has been around), as long as I swaddle him. I should start a business teaching dads how to swaddle babies because I am really, really good at it.
I waited for this day for years, since way before Grayson was thought about. What would it be like to be a dad? How will I raise a kid? How soon can we play catch? I'm sure I didn't dream about it the way Kate and so many other girls dream about being moms as they play house growing up, but I always knew I wanted to have a family of my own, and I was excited to get married and become a dad.
Granted, I was resistant and scared when Kate was ready to start that family before I was, but from the day we found out she was pregnant, I waited for this day (well, yesterday actually) as I knew our dreams would come true.

Sorry, had to change another diaper...

Parents always say things like, do everything you want to do before you have kids, and kids change everything. Of course they do. And what could I do before kids that I can't do now - travel the world? Drink 300 types of beer? Stay out past 8 p.m.? I wouldn't do any of those things anyway. A friend of mine told me having a kid was a great excuse to be home before 7 and in bed by 9. Sounds like a great night to me!
While some parents might be spending their nights dreaming of experiences lost, I will spend mine watching my son grow into a man and trying to help him do that every step of the way.