I’ve never been more nervous about anything than becoming a father. I held my cool the morning of September 21st, the day my daughter would arrive, but I was scared. Scared about not being able to handle the stress, or that it would all be too much. Turns out though it was the exact opposite of all my fears. I look back now on the inadequate amount of sleep I received during Lexi’s first months and remember it not being a big deal. Now I am five weeks away from doing it all again. Maximus is set to arrive on August 26th and I now know not to be scared. Of course with Lexi I was both excited and scared, but now with Maximus I can say I’m a stronger person. I know that I can handle what’s ahead of me and my family and know how amazing it is that I’m having a son.