Being a father-of-two
I don’t think it was much different from the new feeling, but the knowledge that I would have three kids somehow did transform me. It is not that I had been a bad dad or anything like that – although I must admit I hadn’t been the best of the dads. So far.
I think the responsibility hit me in the head, right on my forehead.
I just somehow felt that I would need to do more in terms of connections, in terms of time spent with the girls, in terms of educating them, and most importantly, in terms of bringing them up to this world.
And that quietly changed everything.