Wow, those are some great posts from some great dads!

I recall holding my oldest daughter in my arms as her mom left the house for the first time after she was born. The walls breathed in and out, I got dizzy and sat down. It hit me that I was responsible for this tiny person, and would be for the rest of my life.

I began to grow up that day.

Trey

Drtrey3 Licensed Clinical Psychologist, Father of Four including 5 year old triplets