I have a work buddy and his wife is pregnant. It will be their first child. I learned of this and I smiled, because it was like I saw him joining the club. Just hearing the words that someone is “pregnant,” almost stops me in my tracks. Three small kids in your life will do that to a fellow. I marvel at what my work buddy has in front of him. So much ahead. So many milestones. So many first. It remains a blur to me, at times. I can barely remember a life before I was a Papa, a Daddy. Anyone who tells me things don’t change much when babies come home is crazy; babies change everything. It is almost unexplainable. Babies.