A father’s influence carries on for generations.
Today was moms first day back at work and my first day manning the children alone.
Yeah scary stuff.
You never know how much you’ll miss someone until they are gone. I appreciate my love, but I can’t say that I tell her enough. I would love to sit here and tell you all that the kids were a breeze. That I was dancing around the house singing like a prince from a Disney movie. That wasn’t quite the case. Mom will return home any minute now and she will see all of us completely distraught and the house hanging on by a thread.
Which leads me to my first Dadvice post. Mom will come home after a long day of work and whip the house into shape. Not because it’s her “job” to, but because that’s just what she does. We all flow so much easier with her home. If I’m the leader of the pack then she is the heart and soul.
I once was the type of dad that looked for praise for doing simple things around the house. Dishes, the trash, changing a diaper or two. All the while not even noticing mom doing triple the work with no acknowledgement on top of getting up every two hours to feed the newest edition to our family. How could I be so unaware and selfish? By not taking the time to look at my family dynamic. I’m working on it everyday and maybe one day I’ll get it down perfectly.
Dads, find away to show the mother of your children that you appreciate them. Let them know you can’t do it without them even if you’re convinced you you can. As a new dad I’ll admit I’m a work in progress. Progress is the key. Till next time everyone.
-the lame dad.
Now I know that no one is going to take serious fatherhood lessons from a guy that’s a little under two years in, but I’m a work in progress. This blog will be about dads helping dads. I can only give my opinion on things. I’m sure they will change as the years go on and my children get older. I promise to help your heads above water new or struggling dads. Comment away and let’s figure this whole fatherhood ordeal out.
-The Lame Dad
My dearest Elliot,
Oh my it’s been a wonderful year and a half with you. You’ve grown to be quite the little lady crawling all over, talking in your own language, and always a joy to see as I walk in the door. All your VI teachers are blown away by your progress, but Mom and I aren’t the least bit surprised. Not that we aren’t over the top proud and excited. It’s just that we see day in and day out how unique you really are. You continue to be the highlight of my day and I can’t wait to see you as soon as I walk out the door. You’re a daddy’s girl through and through and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Keep up the great work kid. See you soon. I love you.
Hey little man,
It’s been an interesting 6 weeks since you’ve first made your grand entrance into the world. Mom and I might eventually get the hang of this whole having two kids thing. I have to tell you in this first letter that you are something special. When I first laid my eyes on you, my whole world flashed before my eyes. I’m going to do my best to show you the ropes and keep you on the straight and narrow. Us Wilridge men tend to drop the ball a few times before and if we ever get it together. I have faith that if we work together, you and I will be able to break the curse. Trust me. I love you.
Being a father is the most important role I will ever play and if I don’t do this well, no other thing I do really matters.
Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away. Madison Page the moon lives in the lining of your skin. I love you and thank you for everything you do.
I started a blog on tumblr that some of you may have run across. Letters to my darling daughter and my journey as a new father. Well much has happened since then…from coping with the revelation of our daughters blindness and career changes for mom and I, all leading up to a new baby! Fitz made his debut and was a serious monkey wrench in my learning process. So with everything going on I felt I needed a larger spectrum to tell our story and to save the letters to my daughter. Oh yeah! I totally realized I would be making a mistake by just leaving letters to Elliot so I’ll be adding a “Letters to Fitz” section leaving him all my nerdy/corny advice. Thanks for the support and for stopping by everyone! Hope to hear from you all soon.