I'm turning 36 next month and this is my first child, he's 8 months old. I've always wanted to be a father and its better than I ever imagined. Being a parent isn't always easy, its a lot of responsibility. He's a handful when he's awake, very energetic and vocal, loves making a mess, likes to crawl around chasing the cats, we gotta put up gates everywhere, we have to hide cords because he likes playing with them, he eats -a ton- of food, etc etc. Most nights I get up to give him a bottle and a diaper change as my fiance is a heavier sleeper. Usually he goes right back to sleep but tonight he was very much awake and fussy. I brought him to the living room with our rocking chair and held him on my chest/shoulder as I sang a lullaby to him and rocked him to sleep. I don't know why it didn't fully hit me until tonight but I love him so much, my fiance is wonderful, my career is going well, things are good with my family, we don't have a lot of material things but I feel so fulfilled and happy, I just started crying, tears silently streaming down my face while holding my son. Nothing else in life is quite like these moments. via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/3DggUlY
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