Father,Day,Experience,One,man, family A Father's Day Experience
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One man's story of why Father's Day is especially meaningful to him.When I was a kid, Fathers Day was always something that was sort of an afterthought. Wed always do some silly little craft at the direction of our teacher, and then help Mom choose a tie or a mug or other cliché gift. Dad would always exclaim over how fun/wonderful/surprising it was, and then wed grill out for dinner.I never expected to celebrate Fathers Day myself. At 39, I had no paternal urge and was quite a committed bachelor. I enjoyed a high-profile lifestyle in New York City, dating mostly twenty-something coeds and society girls. And then I met Cathy.Cathy was like no one I had ever met before. I was on my way to a meeting and was probably giving less attention to the other people on the sidewalk than I was my cell phone conversation.She was on the way to court for a meeting of her own. We literally ran into each other on the sidewalk, sending our briefcases and her chocolate mocha coffee flying everywhere.I know, I know, completely something out of a bad romance novel. But it really happened. In our rush to gather up our own papers, I somehow ended up with her day planner. So I called her to schedule a time to give her back her day planner, and the rest, as they say, is history.Now I know what youre thinking, what the heck does this have to do with Fathers Day? Well, thats the catch. That meeting in court to which Cathy was heading when we first met? She was on her way to finalize the adoption of her foster son, Edward.And thats how I fell into being a father. It had nothing to do with biology. It had nothing to do with working through the agonizing process of adoption. I just fell into it. Cathy made it clear from the first moment that we met that she and Edward were a package deal; love her, love him. No questions asked.It honestly wasnt hard to love Edward. The kid had been through so much in his life. Born addicted to crack-cocaine, he was finally removed from his biological mother at 5 years old after getting smacked around for the fifth time by her boyfriend. He bounced from foster family to foster family for a little over a year before coming to Cathy. Under Cathys love and guidance, he blossomed into the amazing boy that I met 6 months after I met his mother.After Cathy and I had been dating for 2 years, I finally popped the question. I dont think Id ever been that nervous in my life or as happy as I was the moment she said yes. We were married 6 months later in a quiet ceremony in front of family and friends.By this point, I had come to regard Edward as my son. I didnt call him as such, though, and he didnt call me Dad. But there was a very definite bond between us.Nevertheless, I didnt expect anything that first Fathers Day. After all, I wasn't a real dad. I was a stepfather that came into this boys life quite late. And besides, what 13-year-old boy would be interested in making a big deal out of something as mushy as Fathers Day?So when I woke up that Sunday morning, I was shocked to see Edward standing by my bed with Cathy holding a tray filled with breakfast foods. There was everything I could want and more a Belgian waffle with whipped cream and fruit, hot chocolate, and coffee.He looked so hesitant, like he wasnt sure what Id say. As soon as I was fully awake, he said Happy Fathers Day and thrust the tray towards me.And just like that I realized that I already was a real dad. I didnt need everything that supposedly made a dad in the eyes of Hollywood and the romance novelists. I just needed a great kid who needed me.Three days later, we got a call asking if we would be willing to take in another foster situation. Cathy and I had been re-certified as foster parents a few months prior, but werent 100% sure that we were truly ready to add to our family. But when the social worker on the other end of the line started telling us about 8-year-old twins Anna and Manuel, we knew that it was more than right.Fast forward a little less than a year - the Monday after Fathers Day. I finally became an official father by adopting Edward myself. As the five of us stood in that courtroom, I reveled in the feeling of family. And I came to understand what Fathers Day really means to me.
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