musebysentence | 35.18. Restless

LINK: When the euphoria of becoming a father started to die down and the dust was settling, James realised just how fucking much he'd had his head up his arse and really missed his best friends.

Announcing...

I have subsequently been advised that my son's first public photo was always going to be a glamour shot. I wasn't technically sure what that really means, but I'll work with anything. This, however, is proof that he doesn't always scream. I'm still going with my theory that he's just drawing out the protest of the fact he decided to make his entrance right when sex was on the menu. Kids aren't supposed to like their parents shagging. He gets his wish, too, because there won't be any shagging for at least six weeks.

Damnit.

But anyway. This is our gorgeous boy. Campbell Aiden Fraser-Ryan. Yes, his name does sound like a law firm, but it works. He's ours. And once Harri and I figure out this parent thing, we're going to rock at it. Hear that, it was optimism and I didn't mention shitting myself once. No doubt he'll get us back when he's older for the token butt shot.

But seriously... I think finally, finally did something right.