I was nominated by the fabulous Polly from Our Seaside Baby on her “I am the mum who…” post. Coming to terms with what it means to be a dad is exceptionally difficult. We human beings aren’t very good at looking inwards and working out who we are. We are very quick at judging ‘how’ we are right now, but we find it really difficult to admit ‘who’ we inherently are. Polly gave it a go, so in fairness of being nominated, I thought I would too, so here is mine:
I am the dad who…never wanted to be a dad.
I am the dad who…felt like a failure because I didn’t love my kids when they were born.
I am the dad who…has spent more time away from my kids than being at home with them.
I am the dad who…was so selfish and focussed on the negatives of my life, I actually regretted having kids when thousands of people don’t even have the choice.
I am the dad who…didn’t have the courage to risk everything to be with my family.
I am the dad who…changed my perspective and realised that kids aren’t adults.
I am the dad who…got down to my kids’ level and looked at the world through their eyes and saw how wondrous, and glorious life can be.
I am the dad who…will always spare 5 minutes to listen to my children and actually hear what they have to say.
I am the dad who…will always take a breath before taking my stress out on my kids.
I am the dad who…knows there will be hard times, frustrating times, and downright scream and cry myself to sleep times but…
I am the dad who…now understands that these times are part of parenting and pale in comparison to the joy of the kids rushing to meet me at the door after work because they are excited to share their day with me.
I am the dad who…loves my children: unconditionally; irrevocably; eternally.