Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
I looked into his blue eyes, eyes identical to mine, and felt my heart skip a beat.
Because I loved him so much.
When he was born, our lives were upside down, even with a nanny and doula, and the adjustment was hard on me. I never complained, just supported Fleur in every way that I could. The attachment wasn’t there at first. He was just a baby who went through twenty diapers a day.
But then…it changed.
I became a father, and I couldn’t imagine my life any other way.
When my daughter was born, I was pumped. I was so freakin’ excited. Excited to have a little girl and give Bruce a sibling.
It took time for me to be who I was, but it happened, and I could never look at my son and think, even for a fucking second, that he was unwanted. That he wasn’t enough. That he was a disappointment.
“It doesn’t matter.” I put my hand on his shoulder, and I gave it a squeeze. “It’s best to let things go and be happy. I learned that the hard way.” I pulled him in and gave him a quick kiss on the side of the head, like he was still a boy. “Let’s pick up some pizza and head home. You know how your mother gets when she’s hungry.”
He laughed. “Not as angry as you, Dad.”