The Daddy Complex

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Don’t worry about working fast. Worry about working well.

My super-smart wife in response to my voiced fear that there’s a ticking clock when it comes to achieving my goals. (via davidvienna)

Reblogging myself here because the quote above, plus this post by mammalingo, both came at the perfect time for me. And that time would be “when I was in the midst of a panic attack about my life choices.”

An Announcement To The Parenting Blog/Tumblr Community

I’d like to make an announcement to the parenting blogging/Tumbling community:

I have no idea what I’m doing.

I’m Forrest Gumping my way through this fatherhood thing and I’ve set the bar pretty low simply to avoid panic and depression. Seriously, the day counts as a success if my boys aren’t wearing a medically-necessary sling or eye patch at the dinner table. And that’s if they sit at the dinner table.

The reason I’m saying this is because I see some parents getting down on themselves and I know part of the cause is they see other parenting bloggers posting nothing but sunshiny pictures of smiling toddlers and stories about how smooth their potty training went. Trust me, that’s all bullshit. I’ve seen episodes of Team Umizoomi with more truth in them.

Some people need the world to think they’re perfect. I’m sure you knew people like that in high school. The Internet is no different. Just because you’ve seen photos of a blogger’s living room or know their spouse’s name doesn’t make it any more real. No, in reality we’re all doing the best that we can which, even on our best day, will never reach the level of zen parenting displayed by Dr. Huxtable or any other embodiment of the parenting ideal.

To those feeling like you’re not cutting it, please understand you totally are. And by that I mean none of us are.

kaitmpayne:

I tend to forget that she’s been there all along. Every time I fell apart, every time I sacrificed just a little bit more of myself, every time she was there as I tried to put back the pieces of our life. For four years she’s been my partner in crime, the only piece of the jigsaw that was relevant. She was there when everyone was judging me, her smiley happy self. She was there at my wedding and she was right beside me as we celebrated birthdays alone. Maybe she’s been too young for an opinion all along, but her lack of one means everything. Her unconditional love is the only reason I am who I am today. Happy Birthday, Scarlet. I hope one day you’ll realize exactly what it is you mean to me. You’re everything. 

Even by Internet standards, Kait's unflinching honesty is something to be admired. She, her husband Gabe and daughter Scarlet don’t just give me hope that love alone can sustain you through both the good and bad times, they’ve proved it. And they continue to every day.
Happy birthday, Scarlet. Thanks for helping raise two awesome parents.

kaitmpayne:

I tend to forget that she’s been there all along. Every time I fell apart, every time I sacrificed just a little bit more of myself, every time she was there as I tried to put back the pieces of our life. For four years she’s been my partner in crime, the only piece of the jigsaw that was relevant. She was there when everyone was judging me, her smiley happy self. She was there at my wedding and she was right beside me as we celebrated birthdays alone. Maybe she’s been too young for an opinion all along, but her lack of one means everything. Her unconditional love is the only reason I am who I am today. 

Happy Birthday, Scarlet. I hope one day you’ll realize exactly what it is you mean to me. You’re everything. 

Even by Internet standards, Kait's unflinching honesty is something to be admired. She, her husband Gabe and daughter Scarlet don’t just give me hope that love alone can sustain you through both the good and bad times, they’ve proved it. And they continue to every day.

Happy birthday, Scarlet. Thanks for helping raise two awesome parents.