As of today, I have been a father for 7 days.
My daughter was born on February 9, 2017. I find myself stuck. Stuck in between trying to shake off this feeling of awe and finding the courage everyday to be what I need to be for my family. As always, I have somewhat come to a conclusion that I choose to share here.
First off, I don’t want to shake this feeling of awe off. No way will I let this go. Every time I look at her I’m consumed ever more by brilliance and a glow that only she can produce. I feel like a child on Christmas morning every time she looks at me. Can’t help but smile.
Secondly, where else am I going to find courage if not in these trying times? I thought to myself, “I wish I could have built the courage and wisdom that I needed for this stage of my life before hand. I wish I could feel capable.” But then someone wise reminded me – no one is ever ready. No amount of preparation or study can give you what you need. My faith lies in that everything I need to guide her correctly is in a book sitting by my bedside right now. A book known to be the “Best Selling Book of all time.”
These new sentiments are really doing a number on me. I have taken the days off of work to be with my wife and New Born and have cherished them so deeply. Aside from the sleep-deprived nights and not knowing what to do half the time, I’m proud of where I am. I do believe that I have a long way to go. But so far that journey is a great one.
So now I ask for your help!
If you can spare the time, any tips and tricks on Colic, stomach cramps, and sleepless babies will be most appreciated!! Leave a comment as I am willing to try anything in order to understand and help her the best I can.
However, her pregnancy has started on a rough path and we find ourselves in the Doctors office or in the Hospital a lot more than others did.
For this post I wanted to take a moment and give credit to someone that does not get much credit in my life. I mean that.
My wife, at the moment, is 4 months pregnant! We are expecting our first and we are so excited. However, her pregnancy has started on a rough path and we find ourselves in the Doctors office or in the Hospital a lot more than others did. Through all of the difficulties that we have seen so far, my wife’s mentality remains the same. It blesses me and it up lifts me like nothing else I have experienced in our marriage.
We see life all around. It starts and ends and most of us don’t feel a thing. Not unless it hits home. That’s when our eyes are opened. That’s when our perspective changes. That’s when reality begins.
When you give yourself to someone in the way that my wife has given herself, nothing matters. Not even pain or discomfort. Not even hunger or thirst. Nor lack of sleep and energy. When you have made up your mind, it manifests itself in spectacular fashion. The only thing that people watching can do is drop their jaw.
She always stays spiritually and mentally strong even though she looks so much different than she did 16 weeks ago. Physically, she has taken a beating. God is her refuge, her strength and there is no doubting that from where I stand. I help her up but she wants to do it on her own because according to her, nothing will be too much to take away the joy of these moments from her. It was a hard fought battle to get to where we are now. And it seems that the battle is longer still for her. Through it all, she remains the same – It is a privilege to carry.