Isadora and myself had been together for five years, when we realised that it was the right time; we both felt ready to have a child. A year later, we were delighted when we learnt she was pregnant. In spite of this, I was unable to plan ahead immediately and even all through her pregnancy. It was all so new and for me it was not “tangible” until the baby was there.
The pregnancy went very well, with the mother and baby in very good health, and I felt no particular stress. I didn’t read up very much about it as I preferred to discover things day by day. I had already experienced my elder sister’s pregnancy from a distance and it felt very familiar. We had lots of support from both my mother and my sister, who is a mother. We also had several friends who were able to answer my questions about my future role as a father. Systematically, the advice I was given was to enjoy every moment. A first pregnancy only happens once!
On the day my partner gave birth to Léonie, we were both in awe and fascinated. The real wake-up call was when the three of us got home. This is when I felt that we were no longer a “couple”, but a real family.