I’m sitting at the hospital where my wife was admitted to be induced. Nothing stupid, it was planned somewhat given some health issues (managed) that came up. I’m going through several emotions right now: excitement, fear, you name it I have or am going through it. My wife and I have prepared as much as we could, but we know it’s never fully prepared.
My biggest hope for my daughter, besides obviously healthy, is that she is better than me in every way. I hope she is smarter than me, better looking than me (hard to top perfection I know..), and just do better in this world than I have. I don’t care what she wants to do, as long as she is happy and able to support herself doing what she wants.
Mentally I’m realigning myself to not think of myself as much as I have. I caught myself worrying about how my wife and I will handle things down the road, and I had to tell myself shit will work itself out. I am a control freak, so it’s hard to “let things happen”.
Enough of my rambling, I need to sleep.