I had a very long day last Saturday. It started at 1:30 AM when I woke up to prepare for work. Due to some issues, I went out of the office at 1:15 PM (instead of 12:30 PM) and arrived home at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, barely enough time to prepare for the 3:00 PM wedding of my good friend Cherry Magnaye (now Lagat). I arrived home at 10:00 in the evening, super tired.
Imagine the state of mind I was in.
My wife, Carmela, showed me two pregnancy test results. Tired, I stared at her blankly. She already had delayed menstruation before but resulted to a negative pregnancy test so I asked her what did it mean. She said, it was positive.
My tired body couldn't show how my heart screamed at the great news.
At 32, I'm probably one of the old-er first time dads around. When I heard the news, I was so tired and sleepy, now I don't even want to sleep. Lots of things run through my mind. Like my fitness to be a dad, the name of the baby, lost sleep, etc. I was scared but I couldn't erase the smile plastered on my face.
We broke the news to our immediate family. We were first time parents and our parents were first time grandparents. We pray to God that everything will be normal. This is a dream come true. This is it, I am going to be a dad in January.