• Writer Dad
    Mike: Sounds like you made up for it. I think times are different now too. My dad wasn't too present with us, but he's a much different dad to his twin daughters, now ten years old. It also sounds like you have a wealth of cool stories to trade for the absence. It wasn't like you just didn't care, which is the case for some dads. You said it well though, it is a whirlwind of change no matter who you are.

    Corey: That is fantastic advice, Corey. No doubt. It's amazing what a difference it makes with the second one. It isn't that it's less tender, but it's impossible not to enter the experience with a bit more confidence.

    Susan: Oh, absolutely. I've just been taught to target one keyword at a time. : > )
    Besides, the SEOetry wouldn't have flowed as well. I think my favorite line is, "Being a dad is an awesome parade that marches in step with the life that you made."

    Vered: If it doesn't make you a better person, you're probably doing something wrong.

    Chase: Thanks for noticing! I do all my rhymes as pseudo raps. If I had the rhythm, I'd surely lay it down. It's also how I imagine Lucas Bright.

    Patricia: 23, whistle, wow! You're quite welcome.

    Tom: Hi Tom, nice to meet you! It is rather instant. You think you know what it will be like, but how ever could you really?

    Kool Aid: That's it. I think I'll have to lay one down for new moms as well. Maybe next week.
  • I love the poem! As Vered said, it definitely goes for moms, too.

    <abbr>Kool Aid’s last blog post..Monkey's photos</abbr>
  • Tom
    When my oldest was born she had to stay the hospital for few days, but there were so many babies born in 2 days they sent my wife home and we had to keep running back and forth to feed her - it was kind of a nightmare. Then I got to bring her home and my wife just loves to tell this story, I took her up to the nursery and snuggled her into the rocking chair with pillows. I then played her 3 of my favorite pieces on the guitar and read her every book on her library shelf.
    She just watched me the whole time - I was in love.

    <abbr>Tom’s last blog post..Zero–Impact Homes</abbr>
  • After 30 years of being a parent , it is an amazing experience. My youngest will be 23 on the 12th of February. Hmm lots of memories, and I can't say that I have forgotten my birthing moments - even though they promised!

    Thank you for the nice trip down memory lane

    <abbr>Patricia’s last blog post..I Needs</abbr>
  • I love it, I love it, I love it!

    Hey Sean, I was actually rapping this as I read it to the beat that was playing on my podcast mix show. It works as a rap song.

    I like the line "they come out in part and then you make them whole."

    Nice!

    <abbr>Chase March’s last blog post..People Look Better on TV</abbr>
  • Beautiful!

    "it is true - you will NEVER know a fuller you." - so true, for moms too of course. I can't believe how much parenting has enriched my life.
  • Wonderful thoughts, Sean. Most of your statements would apply to new moms too. I could totally relate. My favorite line of your poem is this: "Being a dad’s a bit like this - a nickel of hardship, a dollar of bliss." So true!
  • Great snapshot Sean. I think the risk/reward falling in love was just a warm-up to having a part of your heart simply walking around. There are few life changes that will force you to analyze and evaluate your principles and priorities like parenting, some out of sheer survival. The one piece of advice I held to and share often is: Don't judge yourself as a parent for three or four months, you and the baby are both trying to figure out a drastically changed world and are going to kind-of suck at it for a bit.

    <abbr>Corey’s last blog post..Listen or Your Tongue Shall Keep You Deaf</abbr>
  • Very nice, Sean!

    I missed out a bit on the new dad experience.

    Both of our daughters came at pretty terrible times. It was great because they were there, but our timing was terrible.

    I was in the Navy. M. was born in California, one week before we had to leave to the next duty station. On our way there, the clutch gave out on our Vega station wagon 20 miles outside of Salt Lake City. The tow truck driver was nice enough to drop us off at a motel in SLC. M's baby bed for those couple of nights was a drawer out of a dresser. The next few months were bad as I was in school where I had to work 12 hours a day on a rotating shift basis and that didn't include the bus ride to the site that was over an hour one way.

    J. was born in Connecticut and we were afraid that she was going to be late. Fortunately, she wasn't, but I was only home for a week before I had to ship out with the rest of the crew to fly to Scotland where the submarine was. I was back home in a little over three months, but three months after that was gone again.

    So, because of my work, I was pretty much missing in action for the early days of both of my kids' lives. Of course, looking back on it, it all was pretty much a whirlwind of change for both Karen and I, going from single with no one special in our lives to married with kids in a really short period of time.

    <abbr>Mike Goad’s last blog post..The Sun Has Lost Its Spots</abbr>
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