To all the dad's, happy father's day!
Having one kid makes you a baby daddy. Having two kids? That makes you a father. Ok, there's not really a difference, but parenthood somehow feels more real now that I've got both feet in the kiddie pool. It's like, having two kids, makes me stand a little taller as I finally accept the fact that this is my life now. I'm a dad. A father.
A full cast of medical staff swirled about the room like a Broadway dream-scene dance number. I was little more than a prop, frozen and dimly lit--an unremarkable tree tucked ignominiously in the background of a delivery room set. Lindsey, in the spotlight, played the role of the suffering queen while a princess emerged on center stage in nothing short of horrifying fashion.
As Isaiah rounds his 21st month of life, it's apparent we actually have to watch what we say and do. I am setting the example for my son, and the most valuable lessons in life are caught, not taught. I can instruct him to bite his tongue when an idiot driver is being an idiot, but if I do it and he sees me, my authority and witness are weakened. He'll do what I do; not what I say.
We are on vacation to Hilton Head island. Instead of Friday links, enjoy this family album!
My wife’s family releases a couple newsletters throughout the year. This is the latest one, and I thought I’d share.
In a stressful moment during a stressful day in a stressful season, when all I could think to do in the chaos was weep internally and text my wife to say "It's a really hard week," I confided in something stupid on my phone. It gave me a moment of needed repose.
Whether you're an introvert like me, an exhausted parent or just a busy person, time alone is essential for survival and important for mental health. As familial obligations evolve and house projects fill a growing list, recharging time gets benched from the priority list. We are left with the question, how does someone find a slice of time when loved ones and vital projects are eating it all up?
Even when my son, Isaiah, was only fifteen months old, if we asked him to grab The Pout-Pout Fish, he'd swim through the ocean of children's books and pull it out by its tail. The picture book is now anchored in our home as a household favorite as it towers over the rest of our library like the Titanic.
My mission on Dadding Depressed is to be a "match for men in the dark." Regardless of political views, I believe every man is susceptible to mental health issues, and no two stories are the same. I'm extremely grateful to Casey Cavalier for sharing this post with me. His political views do not necessarily reflect those…