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Yet for me it was the best year among my 38 lived, the year in which my first child, Nicolò, was born. The month of birth was April, the first wave of the pandemic terrified the whole country, there was a total lockdown, you could only go out for the purchase of basic necessities or for work and health reasons. The climate was not that of a warm welcome to little Nicolò.
The many experiences have also affected my hospital but especially that wife. I did not have the opportunity for all the time of the birth and also the following days to be by her side and to see the birth of our son. The security provisions were very strict and just, the protection of mothers and children was the only thing that really mattered.
But I got over all that the day my wife and son walked out that hospital door. Difficult creature what I felt, in that moment I really started to become aware of having become a father, that of him in his ass really overwhelmed me. In the following days we started to get to know each other better, he shook my hand and fell asleep in my arms.
At night I walked with him, singing little songs, lullabies or just doing nothing but watching him. I remember well the night he gave me my first smile, my first intense look. Over the months he has grown more and more, his fragile body has become more and more fleshy, his little feet bigger and bigger, like his hands.
I started talking to him and he always listened to me attentively, between a smile and a little saliva hanging from his mouth, the first teeth that found space in his tender gums. How many baby food he has poured on me or he pees on his face while I changed the panel. At the moment it may seem difficult to manage but if I stop to think about all the moments, I am really lucky to be able to live them every day of my life.
2020 was the best year of my life, I hope there could be others just as beautiful and full of joy as this one, without a pandemic
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