My wife finally popped. Just two weeks ago we became parents for the second time. Yep, we are proud, happy old people to a beautiful, healthy baby girl. She is the cutest little thing I have ever set my eyes on, but that’s probably what every parent says about their own little one, but mine really is, lol.
My wife is a parent for the second time, it’s one and a half for me. I met my stepdaughter for the first time five years ago, a year before I married her mom, she was 13. Nothing could prepare me for raising a teenager, but I was lucky, her mom raised her well and she’s amazing. But man, going from single to married, to father of a teenager in short matter of time, is like going zero to a hundred real quick.
We planned for a couple of years to have a baby, so she was not a surprise at all. I got a chance to get myself ready to be a dad to a kid from scratch. We bought all the right things for her, clothes, accessories, crib, bassinet, glider chair for feeding, even cameras to watch her on. Does that really prepare you for being a parent? Far from it.
She came in like a wrecking ball (wow, second reference to a song) changing our lives forever, not in a negative way like an actual wrecking ball destroying everything, but in a way that you can never be the same again. People always told me that having a baby changes you, I never knew why or how, until her. Every part of you changes. The way you look at life, the way you make decisions, your planning, your priorities, everything.
How do you raise a child? Yeah, there’s books you can read, but they’re not personal, it’s not your child they are writing about. Some things may work, others will not. So how do you raise these little ankle biters? How do you know that the decisions you make for them are the right ones? Will I teach her the right lesson? Will I love her enough? Or too much? Should I be a friend? Should I be stern? What do I prioritize? Education? Health? Love? Fun? All of the above? None of the above?
I have ideas in my mind of the ways I want to raise her. Is it going to happen that way? Probably not, but I am good with that. One thing that I have learned in these first days is that I will take one day at a time, one lesson at a time. We will learn together and be stronger because of it, and along the way I know that I’ve had the time of my life (ok last one I swear)
I have already learned a few things. One being that after four hours of being photographed a naked baby stomach down on my arm head in palm with her arms and legs dangling down in a very warm room will in fact poop and pee all over you. We got the best most candid pictures during that. And two, when she’s crying and not feeding normally just put her on her belly or rub it and she will let it out and feel much better (she farts like a champ, just like her dada) and will want some warm milk right after.
All in all, I am excited to venture down this path in life. I now truly understand what it is to feel unconditional love and she will always know There could never be a father love his daughter more than I love you. (had one more in me) 😊