When my partner told me that she was pregnant, it was a shock to say the least! My heart began racing and I became extremely hot. There were so many questions darting through my mind; 'when? how long?' were the first I can remember. Instead of considering my partners feelings- selfishness took over and I was solely interested in how it would effect me. To say I reacted badly is an understatement, but hearing the possibility of fatherhood made me so frightened. However scared I was, I should have realized that it must be so much worse for my partner.
As we was both young, she did not know straight away what she was going to do. I couldn't handle it. I needed to know. My impatience and inconsideration lead to countless arguing and numerous sleepless nights. Deep down I felt I wasn't ready to be a father- but no one really ever is? I knew I would be a great dad, but not knowing was eating me up inside! As the months passed, I felt ever-so closer to becoming a young father, but it seemed so surreal. When she told me of her decision, It still never actually sunk in until a few hours before my daughter was born. From the first contraction, up until her birth, I was wriggling with excitement. I just could not wait see the little person who had been living inside my partner for the past nine-months. When I held my daughter in my arms for the first time I felt a feeling that I had never felt before. I just never wanted to put her down. I could not believe that I had contributed to this brand-new life.
My daughter is nearly 8 months old now and I still have that feeling, every time I look into her eyes. I think this experience has taught me a lot about myself and change my whole concept of life and difficult situations. Looking back I know I could've handled the situation in a much more mature and adult manner and I would advise anybody in similar circumstances to put the other persons feelings before your own, and talk as much as possible to agree together and find civilized solutions.