I totally got into What to Expect When You're Expecting. I
always wanted to be a dad, so I was totally gung-ho about it. I
even knew how many weeks we were into our pregnancy, down to the
day. I remember meeting a good friend of mine's mom and she asked
us when we were due, I burst out with, "We are in week 32 and
heading into the final trimester and everything is going smoothly;
we have passed all of the tests and just registered with the
hospital." I felt like a chick.
I think I was in denial the first six months of Pascale's (my
partner's) pregnancy. I must have been an awful partner at the
time. But would it kill a company to put a dad on the cover of one
of those books so we know it's OK to pick up?