On what I should do How to prepare The excitement The fear The thoughts running a muck Am I ready Will I be great Maybe good Or like my father Chasing his dreams Going farther away from home Will I see him or her grow Will I watch as he or she Surpasses the legacy I left myself Will I be able to teach them All of lifeβs lessons Or the important ones Before my coffin is hammered shut Thoughts thoughts And your almost here little one Can I build you a home Before I hold your hand Will I have been good enough Of a father, friend, or fortress To ensure you are ready For the life we gave you To survive the world we were given
Being a father soon is scary. The uncertainty, the hopes you have of succeeding, the fear of failure, not knowing how either of you will turn out. Just got to do your best and take it one step at a time.