Monday, August 12th, 2013
2 years, 8 months.
When I decided to become the first daddy blogger in history to write at least once every week about his kid, starting from the day he went public with the info of the pregnancy, I didn’t consider at what point it would finally come to an end.
And now, over three years into doing this on a nearly daily basis, I plan to set and hold the world record for “Longest Running And Most Consistent Daddy Blog Ever.”
By default. I simply can’t imagine not writing to you nearly every day.
My entire existence as a father been documented for the world (and for you and me, as father and son) to see- since April 13, 2010 at 6:40 PM.
But this daddy blog of mine technically isn’t about you… or me.
Actually, it’s more about the love of a father for his son. It’s a documentation of the mutual respect in that relationship, both individually and mutually.
I want to know what that looks like on paper… or a computer screen… or a smart phone. I want to share whatever that message is with anyone who is as curious as I am about it.
Perhaps I should make it seem like I plan my letters to you weeks in advance. I don’t.
Most days, I only figure out what I’m going to write about earlier that day. That’s part of the thrill and the motivation for me: There’s always something intriguing to write about, concerning you. It’s fun to assess what’s really going on with us. I like figuring out what the plot line for that day is.
The funny thing is, too, I actually regret many of the blog posts I’ve written over the past three years. To be too honest, I am actually pretty ashamed of several of them.
It’s only because I can see how being a father has forced me to mature in my words and attitude. It’s forced me to major in humility and grace.
Last week I saw a comic book clip from The Joyful Noiseletter by Doc Goodwin on somebody’s Facebook wall, where a little boy prays, “God, make me like my daddy- big and strong and smart.”
The father then goes to his own bedroom and prays, “Lord, make me like my child- obedient, faithful, and trusting.”
Just like us: We learn from each other. That’s beautiful.
But as for The Dadabase, it’s a dangerous, humbling, and vulnerable thing to broadcast our story of father and son across the Internet for the whole world to see.
What if I make myself seem like I don’t know what I’m talking about?
What if I change my mind about how I perceive things, compared to a few months ago?
What if I embarrass myself by something I say?
I already have. At least once every two months- in my mind, if nothing else.
And I’ve learned to embrace those moments. I’ve learned the importance of finding value in the fact that without that necessary growth as a human being, I wouldn’t be experiencing fatherhood.
So, no- I honestly have no plans of retiring from daddy blogging. Ever.
Even when you’re an adult. As long as I am your dad, I plan to keep you informed of what life is like… this side of Jack.
P.S. This is my 755th daddy blog post- in case you’re curious.Add a Comment