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!