Some say you’re not truly a dad till the baby is born and in your arms, but fuck that. This kid is already needing my attention 24/7. Yes the wife is the one who has be in bed all day and has to indure the labor pains and push a water melon size being out of a small hole.

Still , I’m already constantly worried that something is wrong every time the wife says “Ouch, this or that hurts”. Chelsea, the wife, can’t go downstairs to fix herself food or get a bottle of water. Which is a good thing at times, she’s clumsy and her falling down the stairs is something that could possible happen. So, who has to make the trips up and down the said stairs? This guy. Who has to make sure she has everything she needs for the day before I leave for work? This guy. Who has to remain patient with said wife if she forgot to mention she needed something from downstairs when I asked her two times before I came up if she needed anything? This guy. Needless to say the months leading up to the birth have taught me a lot about my wife and myself as well as some lessons already for caring for someone 24/7.

When someone says you’re not a dad yet till the baby comes out, tell them to shove it. No matter what stage you’re at, if your partner is 1 or 40 weeks the moment that your sperm makes a touchdown in the egg, you’re a dad.

On another note though as well, you don’t have to have your sperm in that persons egg to be considered a dad. To me being a dad is a person, regardless of your gender or what have you, if you support that child and love them. You are a dad. If you encourage that child to be who they want to be and help them become that person. You’re a dad. Regardless if you’re a single mom or a man who now wants to be a women, you’re a dad just a special kind of dad. You’re children come into this world loving you no matter what so the same should be said for your children. Love them no matter what. Unless they end up killing you then you can lower it from love to like. 

From all the father’s figures I’ve had in my life each one of these people below in the photo have contributed to the person that I am today. I may not have spent a lot of time with each of them since my dad’s dad passed away when I was only 5, and my mom’s dad living in Mexico. I’ve still learned something from each one of them that will help me on my path to being a dad.

Top left is me and my dad. center photo is a guy who employed my mom to work for him, she ended up taking me to work sometimes and ever since then he has been a man who I’ve called grandpa for the past 20 something years and still love to this day. Top right is a picture of me holding my brother who right now has two kids under the age of 4 and couldn’t love those kids more. Bottom left is my dad’s dad, Pops, who like I said died when I was 5 but still have memories of and gave me an understanding later on to what death meant. Last but not least bottom right is my mom’s dad, who is one of thee most hardest working men I know. The way he cares and provides for his family to this day is amazing.

Happy Father’s day everyone.