It just overwhelms me sometimes...this kid, our kid. It's gonna be the greatest thing ever, and what if I'm not good enough to handle it?

I know I'm full of shit and bein' insecure, but I'm...well, insecure. It ain't bad scared, it's good. Kind of comforting, ya know? I'm terrified, but I ain't going anywhere. It's not 'oh shit, what did I do?' It's more 'shit, I've never wanted anything so bad in my life, please let me be ready for it.'