This post also appeared on www.capecodonline.com/blogs in the opinion section of the Cape Cod Times, a division of Ottaway Newspapers, Inc.
I was feeling poetic tonight. So this one’s from a Dad to all the Dads out there. Hope you enjoy.
Overlooked and ignored, often found in a daze. Daddies are surely #2, in all ways.
It started with pregnancy when our wives were a riddle. That’s when we learned to play second fiddle.
We fetched pickles and ice cream and candy galore. Yet nothing we did was right anymore.
Those 9 long months were sure quite a ride. But the dads just quietly fell by the wayside.
Then when baby arrived we were thrown for a loop. Knee deep in diapers and all filled with poop.
But onward we trudged, most of us with no clue. Hoping everything we did was good enough for you.
Through crying and feedings it made us both weep. And I admit, when he cried, I once pretended to sleep.
Even though we still long to hang out with the guys, we traded the bar for a baby who cries.
We also cook dinner, fold clothes and vacuum. And for this we all hope for a little “boom boom!”
But soon we find sex is met with ridicule and scorn. And we find ourselves stuck watching Internet porn.
So please know that we’re hurting and cut us some slack. When we inevitably start to dry hump your back.
We know you’re still hurting and we do understand. We know better to do things like request or demand.
So we fill all our time with our new little one. We read to him, play with him and we love him a ton.
When we get home from work, and our patience is thin. It’s all wiped away by one huge toothless grin.
So while we’re not perfect and we may drive you nuts, you know that you love us no ifs, ands or buts!
I’m from WTE, and this is super-cute! I’m forwarding it to my husband.
You sap.
Keep that day job.
Sap? Keep my day job?? I’m deeply offended. Just because I’m in touch with sensitive, poetry-spouting side doesn’t mean you need to take your insecurities out on me. The nerve…
Some of us are just so much more evolved than others…
You know I’m kidding.
Back before we got married, my then-girlfriend and I would send short poems back and forth to each other. They were pretty mushy (okay, very mushy) at times.
I applaud any guy who shows emotion and affection to their wife, in a public forum or otherwise. The fact that you write about it on this blog, at work, shows that you care, and thats great.
I’ll say hi to Weird Al for you.
“…when we inevitably start to dry hump your back.”
Ah, the sensitivity…
You are truly more evolved…into what, I don’t know!
Badass, don’t ever take me seriously, I’m only kidding around. And more important, ignore “theoldguy” because he’s obviously senile and if he doesn’t behave himself he’s never going to get to see his grandson again!
“But soon we find sex is met with ridicule and scorn. And we find ourselves stuck watching Internet porn.
So please know that we’re hurting and cut us some slack. When we inevitably start to dry hump your back.”
*in tears laughing*
That is hands down the funniest shyt I’ve hear all month!! Right up there with the sound of ASod’s wife cashing her first alimony check.
Oh my god, Aaron! The tears are streaming down my face I’m laughing SOO hard. This is hilarious!