I worry for you my sunflower, so delicate and small. Growing steadily and full of energy in your mother’s womb.
I fear for your health and I pray for your safety. I await the day I can feel your kicks as you get bigger and stronger.
It may cause your mother, my beautiful wife some discomfort but I swear everything will all be worth it.
The late hours you’ll keep us awake at night and the tiredness that is promised will all be worth it when we hold your tiny little hands and you wrap it round our finger.
To see your eyes open and see the world for the very first time. How we your parents shape your views and support you in your growth.
To be a father is a privilege and to be your father is a gift.