Monday, February 9, 2015

Feeling like a Dad

I have learned in my first months as a dad, and as the show "Teen Mom" will happily reinforce, is that no one really becomes a parent when your child is born. At first, it is just a figurehead position where you are a "parent" in title only. Anyone who says they were "born to be a mom/dad" is completely insane and should have their kids taken away from them. And God help them if they are saying that without any kids.

In my humble opinion, becoming a parent is that moment when your kid has taken an emotional priority in your life. This does not happen at birth despite what women say when they give birth and become mothers. No one can be one person for 30 years and then be someone else 10 minutes after they have spent 12 hours being pumped with drugs during childbirth. They are disillusioned or schizophrenic. I know all parents feel they must give that PC answer so everyone doesn't think they are horrible people or that the child is in danger. "I just love my baby so much...they are the most important thing in the world...I can't imagine life without them...I would never go back to before". Really? You can't remember life two days ago or the last 30 years of sleeping, socializing, travelling, exercising, a floral fresh scented home, drinks (or anything) with friends? Like I said, psycho.

Of course the baby does immediately become a physical priority in consuming most if not all of our time, attention, and energy. And we do care tremendously for the child and work adamantly to please, comfort, adore, and protect at any and all times day and night. But to be an emotional priority is so much different. It is that moment when you genuinely would rather do something with your child over everyone else and that something could be just hanging out doing nothing; or when your child's activities for the day just seem more entertaining than your own. Parenting is usually such a chore so I doubt most people even realize when this moment occurs but I am sure it happens to all parents at different times and for different reasons. It is a wonderful feeling of achievement like a promotion, moving from a "parent" to "Dad" and from the "the couple with the baby" to a "family".

"Hmmm....interesting point..."

Some see-saw fun at buddy Maddox's 1st year birthday party...

A little sick so slightly quarantined at the party...luckily it was a gorgeous day...

"Don't scratch the paint, girl!"...

Developing Mom and Dad's road rage...

Our little Himalayan Marmot...needs a gym membership to "tighten" up that figure...not flattering

Our little man, how I know all the crap is worth it...I already forgave him for wrecking the car when he is 16...





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