In roughly two months-on May 24th supposedly-I will become a father at 46. My wonderful partner Jen and I are: a) excited at this new stage in our lives, and b) fully aware that there aspects of parenthood that will completely surprise us. I know that there are things I don't know. And to be honest, that part excites me. I do see it as an adventure to be enjoyed with all the good, bad, and ugly that may arise. I am starting this blog to explore the thoughts that cross my mind and dreams during this process, and continuing as the little sprout becomes a real part of our family. I know that at 46 years old some people have said or at lest implied that I am a little nuts to start a family now. Well, they might be right.
I have spent over 30 years working with children at summer camps, outdoor education programs, and challenge courses. And for a long time I thought that I might never have kids. I was always busy doing something else, or did not feel it was the "right time". I have been told that there is no "right time", but whenever you have a child is the right time. Anyway, I feel that it is safe to say that have a little more experience with children than the average first time parent. And as I was joking with Jen when we got home today from running errands, that in theory we should be decent parents because of all our work with other people's kids. Jen also has worked with kids at camps for around 15 years. When Jen first told me that she was pregnant back in September of 2013 it was a wonderful night. Jen had a miscarriage last year which was a rough experience for both of us. It is not a topic most people talk about unless it has happened to you. And so when she walked into the living room of our new house that we had been in for about a week, I was cautiously excited.
So, we waited longer this time to tell our family about the new baby, and we had more tests to make sure things were going ok. And so far, all is good. Anyway, shortly after we found out we were pregnant and began telling our family and friends-after 12 weeks- my mind began thinking about what it means to be a father/ parent. And I also began thinking about the path I have taken to get to this point, and what I want to bring to this adventure of fatherhood. I have heard it said that the role of a parent is to raise your child to be the adult they will be. Trying to give them the skills and experiences so they can be a well-rounded adult. And to love them unconditionally.
So that is what this blog will be about. My journey that has led me to this point of becoming a dad, and continuing as our baby grows. I have heard many people say that being a parent is one of the most spiritual journeys someone can take. It can test many if not all of your theories of life, what is important, and how to be. It is a journey I am looking forward to. So join me on this little adventure as I explore what it means to me to be on this journey into fatherhood.
Me in my early 20's or late teens I believe. Yes it is all blue! And I still have the pants and mug.
