“She’s having a baby boy.
And she doesn’t have a clue what to expect.
She assumes there might be tractors and baseballs and maybe superheroes she can’t even name yet.
And I know the wonder in her eyes and remember being in her shoes.
I think back on the best years of my life and share some things she’s got to look forward to:
Expect to fall in love again and again.
Expect that little boy will fall in love with you, too.
Expect mud.
Expect stink.
Expect him to put the biggest smile on your face.
Expect he’ll make you fierce, strong and brave.
Expect to add “Bear” after his name.
Expect to raise your voice.
Expect to shout loudest from your spot on the front row.
Expect he’ll claim his place on your hip for awhile and in your heart forever.
Expect him to grow wild and fast.