First Time Father
Author: Jason Burt
To start off WOW, let me take a deep breath. Prior to my baby being born everyone told me what a miraculous event watching childbirth and the days to follow would be. This to say the least is an understatement.
As one who gags at the sight of dirty dishes or a full trashcan from the night before, I believed that the sight of childbirth was out of the question for me. I envisioned fainting and being awoken with smelling salts lying in a hospital bed beside my angered girlfriend. On the contrary, my eyes were glued on the events unveiling before my eyes. I was one of the lucky that witnessed a quick successful childbirth. Our baby Isabella Grace Burt was born at 11:55am on July 15th as a wrinkled, whitish, crying baby, but instantly I was in love. It was at this moment that I knew my life was changed forever.
I was given the best gift god could give to a person surpassing wealth or any petty desire one could have. The next couple of days in the hospital as my girlfriend Becca Ross nursed and comforted our newborn baby, I daydreamed of baby Bellas first steps, her first day pre-school and ballet recitals. Events that fortunately for us will have to wait for there are many glorious memories that be made before those days can come.