Diaper Changing Machine

Before you get too excited, no I did not invent or discover a machine that changes diapers on one’s behalf. Does the machine even exist? Hmmmm… something to look up in my spare time.

I’ve been away for a bit and for good reason. I’ve been preparing to be a father. Yes you got that right – awesome news, spoiler alert, I’m going to be a father! Shocking isn’t it? It shouldn’t be though. It’s something I’ve had on my vision board for a long time now and I’m ready to fill that role as best I can… at least a couple years from now.

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Gotcha didn’t I?

Aye this won’t be an issue for a while:

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But the idea is to be a great dad. 4 of my 5 mentors raise their kids as active fathers and that’s the route I wanna go by too. What about the other one, Ayanda? Is he an absent father? No, he’s a she and a great Mom. But I don’t aspire to be a Mom so she’s been excluded from this post, with her permission.

What even is this post? Well, it’s the introductory chapter to a new series! Preparing for Fatherhood. I’ve been observing fathers in general, my 4 mentors in particular and have taken a life-changing course called ‘Be That Man’. I also volunteered to work in the kids ministry of the church and oversee toddlers.

Why the title then? Well that’s because I changed my first diaper on Sunday. It smelled like crap! As one would expect – and it was glorious lol.

How did it go? Basically I carried a table into the little men’s room and this dude came carrying a putrid ball of cuteness and plopped him on the table. The conversation went like this:

“You ever changed a diaper before?” he asked. He seemed tense.

“No… if there’s instructions somewhere I think I can do it… I can try.”

4 wet wipes and a dumped and replaced diaper later it went:

“I think that’s how it’s done. That’s the front – right?”

“I think… we’ve done it,” he replied.

#MissionAccomplished

And accomplished I felt and still feel. I wouldn’t take back that experience for a thousand Kuwaiti Dinars. Why that currency in particular? Last I checked it’s the strongest currency in the world. If that’s wrong, feel free to correct me in the comments.

So – let’s step into preparation for fatherhood together!

PS BTW if you’re planning to be a Mom and not a Dad please don’t feel excluded by these posts. Instead I invite you to engage in the comments adding (or critiquing) whatever you would like in a father for whatever talking point the subsequent posts will cover.

See you tomorrow.

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My Baby

My blog, my baby… I haven’t really been taking care of it. At 21 years old it seems I’ve been a very bad parent. I haven’t taken care of the thing that I have treasured, something I have brought into this earth.

How can one be so irresponsible? Do I even have a heart? It is never ok for one to only care halfway; it is better not to have cared at all. Maybe it’s immaturity, maybe I had her too young… no. That can’t be it. Others have given birth to blogs a lot younger and done well. I cannot use my age as an excuse. Besides, as age goes, I am considered a man now, I cannot hide behind my age.

“Well she doesn’t love me back,” I think, “She doesn’t make it easy for me!”

Maybe if she fed my ego with more follows, likes and comments I’d tend to her daily. Maybe if she showed me a little more respect. HAH! That’s not good enough either. Taking care of a human baby is a pain. All they do is take… but babies know no better, it’s only when they are older that they even think about giving affection. So only when my baby is older will she give back my affection. All I can do is feed her – right now it’s all about what I can give to her. The fact that she’s even around should be enough for me to give her my attention, she’s mine! My baby… mine.

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I don’t ever want to neglect you. Never again! I heard you crying and I ignored it. I chose to sleep instead… anything but be the responsible father I promised you I would be when I brought you into this world. Yet you kept on crying. Your soft whimpers drew me close once more; and here I am. Daddy’s back.

Look at the instant smile on your face! You’re giggling already? The sun breaks through the wall of clouds. My heart melts and I break down. You’ve already forgiven me in spite of days of neglect? If everyone was like you this world would be so much better than it is. Seeing you smile has given me life, your welcome has spurred me on. I will take care of you. I will no longer neglect you. So keep smiling baby girl! My baby… mine. Daddy’s back… and he’s here to stay.