Fast forward to Day 200

200 days ago I became a father. It's what I've wanted. To idolize my own father because growing up, I didn't have any grandpas or lolos to raise me. I had uncles, but nothing beats my one and only Dad. Will my son look up to me like I did to mine? I hope so. My wife and I made this little person. He's cute, bouncy, playful, full of smiles, but not in public. I could go on and on about my son, but I won't.

First time dad. 200 days of fatherhood and in 4 days, it'll be my first Father's Day. I've always just waited for my brothers to come up with a plan for this day. It was always fishing, a nice restaurant, or just hangout with our dad. Now I'm part of the center of attention. In my mind, I could just lock myself up in my house and spend the whole day with my wife and son. I wouldn't mind a 6 hour nap, but that's not going to happen. I honestly don't know what I'd like to do. It's like my birthday, I don't know what I want to do. I'm old enough to not care too much about my birthday, but it won't go away, so something's going to happen. I'll be x7 years old. Yeah. Not a spectacular age...

To the first-time Dads, by now you probably changed over 1,000 diapers, at a total of 5-6 hours of sleep (not at one time), and many more exhausting tasks that for some reason, you always have energy to do. I've attended all my son's doctor's appointment, even when I was just going in for a weight check. My son is a small butterball of a boy, but he'll grow...I did.

More later, time for lunch.