I don't know what to call this.
I'm not usually at a loss for catch titles, but this is a little different for me. It's an exercise in writing on a topic that's not even real yet - I'm gonna be a dad.

My wife is expecting. It's super-early, only maybe two months of the way through, we shouldn't even be telling anyone about it yet - gotta get through that all-important first trimester and make sure everyone's healthy.

So as not to jinx the proceedings, I'm writing about my experience with all of this on this quasi-anonymous Pita page. Sure, the URL has my name in it, but I haven't done anything here in years. Surely no one will know, right?

Heh. Famous last words. On with the show.

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I'm not even really sure what I want to do with this. It seems like a good idea to keep a journal of what's going to happen over these next several months, maybe even years... I'm not sure how much to share, how much to give away. I'd like to share my joy with everyone who wants some, but that's not such a great idea all of the time.

Anyway. What I really wanted to do was start puttin' down. I want to remember this - this is the beginning of a whole new thing, it really is. I can't even imagine what's next.

We're at about eight weeks. The baby is not much more than an appleseed at this point, making itself comfortable while my wife feels ill. I don't know whether to dote on her, or just stay the hell out of the way.