My most favourite poem … what’s yours??

My most favourite poem … what’s yours??

Can we just take a moment …
A moment to think how under appreciated dads can be …
Men are just handed a child, who they haven’t grown inside their wombs, who they havnt felt a true bond or connection with, who they havnt physically felt them kicking them every five minutes to remind them they are there.
Dads are forced into this crazy world of trying to build a bond with their children, and man that must be hard.. hell, sometimes it so hard they run away, as fast and they can and leave woman to raise the kids alone. Us woman fall pregnant .. gain some weird natural maternal instincts and start to grown our bond with our babies, they get to know our routines, our voices.. but men? Nope.
See my Mr D was sent away to work after we conceived Child1, he didnt return home until child1 was over a year old and boy that must have hit him hard.
I assume he internally struggled with this whole concept of being throwing into raising a child, of having to now be a “living at home” parent and keep a small child alive, safe and loved, to help when he was poorly, to help when he hurt himself.. the look on his face when something fucked up was soul destroying. He looked helpless.
My Mr D done it though, he is a true super hero to our boys, the bond is completely, well and truly unstoppable. He broke the barrier that alot of men struggle to, he did nappoe changes, he did night feeds, he does bed time stories, he does bath time, he hovers while I wash up dinner dishes.
Mr D has adapted so amazingly and I’m forever grateful for him being such an incredible role model for child1 and child2.
I just think dads need to be appreciated more…
I feel betrayed .. Betrayed by the ‘mum society’. No one told me life would be like this after having a 2nd child!!!!
So they are both boys, and i absolutely adore every bone in their bodies BUT no one told me the 1st child leads you into a false presences of parenthood .. no one told me how undoubtedly lucky I was with my 1st .. No one warned me of 2nd child syndrome .. so here we go!
This is your; brief, warning!!!
Yes, hes cute, hes funny and hes terribly cheeky but OH MY GODDDD this lad, he is constantly on the go, he is constantly into things and he is ALWAYS finding ways to either humiliate me or make me question myself with some of the sentences that come out of my mouth .. i.e “GET THAT OUT YOUR BUTT CRACK!!” or “WHY ARE YOU PEEING IN THE SINK???” i could name more but they are shameful..
So there was this one day, me and the 2nd child were in a pharmacy .. just having a good ‘ol chat waiting to be served in a PACKED!!!!!! Que .. he turns around .. points to the vagina creams .. and proceeds to shout “MUM ISN’T THAT YOUR CREAM FROM IN THE BATHROOM”, to this every damn person turns around to see where the kid is pointing to and then slowly to my face which is almost resembling a volcano about to explode.
see .. 2nd kids .. they have 100% been on this world before .. they have walked and experienced this earth and they are sent back to those who have been fooled into thinking parenting is easy. ITS NOT. Its hard, the mom guilt grows daily, the feeling of wanting to cry intensifies .. you will loose your damn mind but you will also find this new love .. this kind of love you didn’t feel the 1st time around because well, you cant love two things the exact same. 2nd child love is like a whirlwind kinda love, its like loving things you thought you would usually hate, its him repeatedly shouting no in my ear while poking me in the eye and me just smiling and wanting to kiss his cute face.
So there you have it, 2nd child syndrome IS a thing, it WILL almost drive you too insanity but goodness me they worth it!!