Katie and I went to the baby doctor today. It was just another appointment in a long line of baby doctor visits, but today marks six weeks until the due date of our baby (and only three weeks until the baby is full term)!

And I know that the baby is real. I’ve seen it in grainy black and white, I’ve felt it move inside of Katie’s belly (which is both awesome and extremely weird), and I’ve seen the effects on Katie’s energy levels.

But somehow, it never really hit me that March 5 was so soon. That I could be an official daddy in a month if the baby comes a bit early. Until today. Somehow, it suddenly became clear just how close we are to actually having this baby.

Where did those 8 months go? I’ve been so excited to see and hold and cuddle this baby, but now that we’re so close, it’s hard not to get nervous. Will I be a good father? Will I know what to do? Will I be able to raise my son to be the best he can be? What’s going to happen to our lives?

I’ve never been so happy or so scared.