As I was digging deep into Google to put together the “Real Dan Pearce” post, I found not just one, but two past blogs that I once started, wrote a few entries, and then for some reason stopped. Funny thing is, I had completely forgotten that either one of them ever existed. So, this week I thought I’d share some of those blog posts with you (some have been slightly edited).
The Joys of Fatherhood:
After five years of marital bliss, I can finally add the title of Daddy to my résumé. My wife and I adopted a baby boy 2 ½ weeks ago and I couldn’t be happier. The joys of fatherhood are so wildly immeasurable, I couldn’t have imagined. I understand what it’s like to love your child so much you’d do anything for him, and so protective that I would end anybody who tried to harm him. You can hear people express these sentiments, but you can’t understand until you yourself are a father.
And, with incredible joy, comes incredible entertainment. You hear stories, but how can you prepare for the gut-wrenching laughter that follows the unpredictable splendors of infancy? Such splendors must be tackled one at a time:
Dodging: The undiscovered ballet talent that lies within each new father. It’s amazing how light on the feet one becomes when going around doorways, banisters, and door frames. Gotta protect that soft-spot!
Deflecting: The act of using your hand or some other object to redirect the unexpected pee stream toward the table while changing diapers. A new trick for Dad’s who aren’t expecting to suddenly be shot in the face.
Love: What it takes to open your eyes after the baby starts crying for the sixth time in one night.
Communication: My wife and I asking each other “is it your turn” until one of us falls asleep and the last one standing takes care of the baby.
Eating: A luxury of life that was once taken for granted, but can still be enjoyed in rare circumstances.
A full night’s rest: Shutting your eyes for three minutes at a time for two hours a day.
Pride: The occasional expressions, “What a BIG BOY” and “Good one!” when your baby burps or farts.
Exercise: Lifting the baby carrier in and out of the car.
Lifestyle Upgrade: Making the switch to a minivan.
The one thing I didn’t expect was that these things would leave me truly happy and in most cases laughing. Being a dad is fun, even if it’s hard work. I recommend it to anybody who can stand putting a thermometer up their little guys’ keester and having poop shoot all over you.
Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing
Originally posted on another, forgotten blog.
PS. I’d love to hear your comments and your own different definitions!