We just put her in the sand and she runs forever...
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Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
It's been 67 days since my last post. I've broken the cardinal rule of blogging, which is to actually blog. Do I have an excuse? Sure...But you don't want to hear it, or (at this point in the desert of infrequent bloggers) read it. But I'll post anyway...
I could sit here and tell you all the fun things my daughter has been doing since my last post, things like: Walking, climbing, throwing food, laughing, playing, saying the funniest things, and hopefully enjoying her daily discoveries. I could do that, but I won't because I have a problem. This post will be a catharsis.
I'm a first time father with no real experience in parenting. Sure prior to the birth of our little girl I did the babysitting nieces & nephews thing, but at the end of the night I always went home. As much fun as it was to run around with them it pales in comparison to running around with your own. Parenthood is the hardest yet most rewarding job I've ever had.
My problem? Well my daughter doesn't seem to be as much a fan of me as I am of her. Sure when it's just the two of us she tolerates me, but when my wife is around I can barely even change her diaper without her crying and kicking all over the place. In the beginning I just let it all go. I figured it would pass and we'd be best buddies, but it seems to be getting worse and it's bothering me.
I would joke that I'm the second string quarterback and that I'd drop to 3rd string when my mother-in-law was around. It was funny at first but not anymore. What hurts the most is that I try so hard for very little in return.
Don't get me wrong it's not all heartbreak and frustration in our house. I do love to chase her around and watch her navigate the world. I just wish she'd involve me a little more.
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