I’m so happy you are here. I guess you’ve figured out this is a daddy blog. So what’s it about? Glad you asked. I started this blog when our little girl was born, so that’s how it got its name. I read someplace the phenomenon that is the “mommy blog” has not taken off in the same way for “daddy bloggers” because men would not use such a demeaning way of labeling their work. Wait, what?
Apparently there are those who believe that “mommy” and “daddy” are somehow inferior, less respectful, less respectable ways of being addressed. So will I change the name of my blog to something more respectable, like “A Father’s Home Journal”? Hell no. And neither should any woman who wishes to refer to her online body of work as a “mommy blog” ever feel the need to apologize for that.
We all have different callings, and I know with complete and total certainty that my most important calling in this life is “daddy”. If I had my way, my daughter would call me “daddy” her whole life. And do you know what, I’d be damned proud if she did! As for what I write about, it’s sometimes silly, sometimes serious, sometimes heartbreaking… and always from my heart.
I learn so much from other bloggers, and am thrilled to meet some new ones. Please leave a comment so I know you were here, with a link to your blog. If you have a Facebook Page for your site, or use Twitter, Pinterest, Instagram, Google+, etcetera please please let me know. Mine are all really easy to find. They are all “adaddyblog”. Let me know and I’d love to follow you.
Here are few of my posts that will give you a taste for my blog:
Stop and smell the diapers. Just a few suggestions from one dad to another…
What if you received a letter from your child… a letter written in the future? What if you didn’t like what it said? What if there was still time to fix it?
My daughter can’t look away when Dora the Explorer it’s on. Dora is like crack for toddlers! Perhaps “hate” is too strong a word, but I do have a few choice thoughts on this pint sized annoyance.
Too often parents suffer in silence after a miscarriage, believing they are alone, feeling perhaps somehow it was their fault. It’s time for the silence to end.
We’re planning our first family vacation with our daughter who will be 4 years old then. How do you stay in the same room, and still do naps and sleep at night?
Yes, I’m a dad and I’m about to talk about breastfeeding! Actually that’s the point of this blog. We don’t talk about it enough. I wish someone had talked to me.
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