Holding your first baby always comes as a bit of a shock. I mean, what do you do with this thing?
And then, somehow, with time, you start easing into the role of parent. You learn the simple lessons, like the value of going with the flow.
You learn to delight in new experiences,
and the fact that your two arms can actually hold two babies.
Or that your two arms can hold one toddler, while your back holds a baby.
You learn how to be an amazing play partner,
and a very funny teller and listener of secrets.
And then one day someone like, say, your wife, will be looking at you and utter: "My, but isn't he the most natural father?"
And that you are, my dear.