On the first week, a friend told me, "You should demand bath time”. I found the word "demand" so strong, because we had always shared things at home. But in the end it was important to use it. It showed that I also wanted to have moments with my daughter.

 

The first few days were the hardest for us as a couple. I wanted to do everything, all the time, the way I thought was right, and ended up leaving the path of cooperation and went to competition, a strange place for me.

 

I started feeling a mixture of anguish, anxiety and fear for the future. The cause is financial. I look at my bank account and think about all the bills that we have now and all that we will have (daycare, health insurance, vaccines, private pediatricians, toys, clothes etc.) and I get scared. I also suddenly became afraid of dying, something completely new for me. Before her, I always considered myself immortal.

 

All parents talk about the birth, about how amazing that day is. It really was a phenomenal day. But the truth is, everyday life is the coolest thing of all. My love for my daughter today is bigger than it was the day she was born. Love is also something you build.