Was it ever?

There's this commercial that's been on lately, maybe you've seen it; I think it's for investment banking or guns, something like that. Anyway, this young guy stands in a darkened hospital room cradling a baby in his arms. From a nearby bed, his wife looks on adoringly, all "Hey, I know I just shoved a 7-pound person out my vagina, but I couldn't have done it without your moral support, honey." An expression of awe on his face, perhaps because the baby is actually sleeping for the first time in 37 hours, the dude looks at the camera and says something like, "You know that place where 'I can't be such a douchebag' meets 'It's not just about me anymore'? I'm there." Then we pan out from this tender scene and learn we should invest in mutual funds or whatever.

Normally I mock commercials like this, mock them with all my snarky little heart and soul. But as I opened my mouth to do just that, it suddenly dawned on me that, hey... in two to five weeks, this was me. Now I'm the guy who can't be such an ass anymore. That dude looked pretty young, a year ago he was probably just like me- kicking back on the couch, making fun of cheesy commercials. Now he's in one, and he totally couldn't care less.

So I guess I need to buy their life insurance or whatever it was. I hate bowing to popular demand, but apparently it's the only way to prove I love my soon-to-be-here daughter. Because, hey- it's not just about me anymore.