The midnight realization that hit me hard

So I'm standing there at 2 AM with my 3 month old screaming bloody murder and she finally falls asleep on my chest. And I just start crying. Not sad crying. Just this overwhelming feeling that I'm responsible for keeping this tiny human alive and nothing in my entire 34 years prepared me for that. Before I was a dad I thought I had important problems. Turns out I had no idea what actually mattered. That moment changed everything for me.