As my wife lies in bed, time has flown by. When I heard other folks in labor for 10 to 12 hours, I thought that was a lifetime. In actuality, it is all a blur and you never really understand until you experience it yourself. From getting my wife checked in, to the IV’s being put into her arm, to the epidural in her back, to the countless rounds of contractions, she has been through hell and back and still hasn’t faced the biggest challenge yet, pushing the baby out. There were times I felt completely helpless and needed to get a grip because I couldn’t do much to ease her discomfort. All the while, I’m wondering about the new life that is about to breathe its first breath. Will I be a good father?