Being a dad is some wild shit. My son and I go through and grow through a lot. Since he was born I've been on high alert and I can't seem to turn it off. One of the many joys of parenting I'm sure.
One thing I find solace in is him sleeping. I feel like a man (not macho man type) seeing him sleep, knowing he feels comfortable enough to lay and rest and I'll take care of anything to make sure he is good...great. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure if he is tired enough to fall out anywhere-he will. Like...Traveling, middle of grown folk parties, 9am after getting up at 6am, middle of kiddie parties. But I still feel a sense of security knowing he is resting and nothing will interrupt that.