Unconditional Love

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Have you ever loved someone who does absolutely nothing for you and makes your life much harder than it once was? Well, I do, and I think most parents would agree with me. Through all the screaming, crying, peeing, pooping, and sleepless nights I can still say with one hundred percent certainty that I still love my son. I don 't believe there is anything that he can do to make me stop loving him. The unconditional love between a parent and a child, I believe is sacred and almost primal in nature. The night this all began and I became a father I was trembling with fear with what was about to be catapulted into my life. I was not ready in the slightest and I could tell my girlfriend felt the same way. We had gotten all the baby stuff moved …show more content…
We checked in followed by a thirty-minute wait that just never seemed to end, then finally, "KAYLA" the assistant yelled which was my girlfriend 's name. I sprang up and rushed into the room faster than I could move, hoping they could get all of the tedious work done so we could leave. The doctor checked my girlfriend’s vitals and asked her the normal questions that get asked during a pregnancy. The doctor had one concern and ran one final test before we left to check if her water had broken or to see if it was still intact. After she had finished the test she said: “you guys are good to go I just need to go get the paperwork for the visit.” When the nurse came back with no paperwork and a terrified yet excited face I almost knew what she was going to …show more content…
My mind raced, and it caused me to think about what I won’t be able to do anymore, or how I’m going to pay for a child when I barely make enough to support a couple parakeets. But the closer it got, the more positive my thoughts became. I started to think that I could instead of stopping what I enjoy doing just include my son with me when I do those activities. I thought about how my parents were there to help support us and help us each step of the way. As these thoughts flooded my head, I knew everything would be just fine. I believe that the bond parents and their children share are something very special and unlike anything else, it is only something another parent would understand. It is unconditional love at its purest level. As I snapped back to reality from all my racing thoughts, I looked up and saw my son Koda, I was now a

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