Sometimes Tom falls asleep on the lounge. Shortly after, I carry him to his room and put him to bed. He is growing heavier and I'm not sure how long I will be able to bear his weight.

These are some of my favourite times though. Pressed tight against me as I carry him to bed, I realise how strong love is that comes when it is less sought after. It is good to be a father. Very good. I don't think that there is any other experience like it and even though I came to fatherhood late, it has been an unconditional blessing.

Tom is a good boy with the potential to have a strong moral compass and a decent life. It is all about the choices he makes. Parents can only do so much.