Becoming a dad is one of the greatest things that happened to me at the beginning of the decade. Well, it came with a lot of criticism but I tend to be my own man so that wasn’t much of a problem for me.
Becoming a Dad.
Before all this, I lived my life a quarter-mile at a time. I did what I desired when I desired and exactly how I desired it. But now things have to be different. I have a family and a little man to look after and mentor. But things haven’t changed that much because one thing about becoming a dad that most people don’t know is that it brings out a new version of yourself, a better version. If you’re afraid of the responsibility that accompanies the title, you might as well be a bad version. But, I am never afraid of responsibilities so I became a better man and so will you, my friend.
One fact is that, despite the joy of having a “little you” running around the house screaming, it will scare the heck out of you. I have a few young parents in my small circle of friends and they shared their experiences with me every once in a while. To be honest, I dreaded being a dad after I heard about their experiences. What I did not comprehend at the moment was that people have different experiences and so would I.
So, every evening I would get off work and ask my fiancee, “do you think we will manage to raise a chaotic smaller version of us on our own?” She was confident about it and that would push away the thought that evening but the following evening I would ask the same question again after modifying it a little. Then our little man was here and I had no idea how to do anything. I have never been part of anyone’s upbringing so I know so little about infants. But I was quick to learn on the job.
Attention seeking, bundle of joy.
Well, infants are so fragile you practically dread holding them in your arms. But for one or more reasons I had to step up and be the fairy tale dad. I’ve never understood why babies cry so much when they are young. Well, our little man was peaceful compared to other babies in the neighborhood whom we could hear cry all night. But whether they cry or not, you just can’t sleep for two hours straight. I practically had to get up and check on him every now and then. Rather than something you can control, this is more of a reflex.
But towards the second and third week, he was done being the peaceful little man. I think he decided not to miss out on the attention-seeking period. He slept all day and tormented us all night. By this time, he couldn’t sleep in his crib anymore. He had to be sandwiched between mummy and daddy. He wouldn’t take one for an answer, he had to have both parents beside him. Sometimes I got so bitter because I’m productive at night and work more at night but I just couldn’t stand him crying. At three weeks, our little man was bossing us around without speaking a word.
It’s typical in our society, more so for the boychild, to love and appreciate our mums more. But becoming a dad changed my perception of this notion. Most of our dads love us equally and they sacrifice equally for the sake of our comfort. My working hours were slashed but I had to compromise to make sure our little man got what he desired. They have to accept being belittled by us because their hands are tied by the unconditional love they have for us, their kids.
Small kids annoyingly have very sharp fingernails and they don’t hesitate to use them. I don’t need an alarm clock anymore because I have a painful alarm in bed with me. Every morning my little man gets his fingernails so deep in any part of my body I cannot help but get up. I cannot curse, well, because I simply cannot. He seems to enjoy it because he just stares at me attempting to do it again.
Becoming a dad comes with mixed feelings, but I assure you that having the right attitude will give you the best experience. It’s okay to be scared and have a panic attack, just don’t have it in front of your fiancee. Take it each step at a time with a positive attitude and you will be having fun while you’re at it.