So you're going to be born...

So, you're going to be born. Wow. Here's the deal: I'm going to be your dad, and although I'm pretty sure we're all going to turn out alright with all of this, I can't help but have moments of total freak-out. I mean, I've never actually done anything like this. I've still got tons of bad habits: I swear too much, I eat the wrong things and don't work out near enough, and like the title of this blog, I worry way too much. 

One thing's for sure though, I can't wait to meet you.