I think I might have mentioned in a previous post that when we first learned that Lisa was pregnant, I really didn't feel anything for this new life coming into the world.
I am not sure if any man really does - after all, your wife tells you that she's pregnant, but she doesn't look any different. For me, a man who believes in science, there is nothing tangible other than the digital display of the pee-stick which reads 'pregnant'. However, throughout this pregnancy, there has definitely been a shift in the feelings that have grown within me.
Like I said, when the pregnancy was first revealed, I was happy, but I didn't feel any love for this child. I felt an overwhelming love for my wife and gratitude for this answer to our prayers, but this child was still non-existent.
A few weeks later when we finally were able to see a little olive-sized mass of cells and hear the heartbeat, I felt relief. This little life was indeed real and I felt protective of my wife, to insure her safety throughout the pregnancy.
Still a few weeks later, when we found out that we were having a little girl, a little Jocelyn, I became attached to this little girl.
As the weeks passed, and I could feel her kicking inside of the womb, that attachment grew. But in December, when we were able to see our little Jocelyn in a 4D ultrasound, I fell in love with my little daughter. As strong as I feel towards her right now, I can't imagine how that feeling can possible be any deeper or greater, but I am excited to meet her and hold her.
What a wonderful blessing, to feel such love for a life you haven't yet met.