Today is my daughters birthday. She’s with her mother today so I won’t even get to see her. I did call her and wish her a happy birthday. Instead, I’m going to my cousin’s wife’s graduation party this evening. Which is fine, I always enjoy the family get togethers regardless of what it’s for. And my cousin’s are in from North Carolina and I only see them every couple of years.
So 10 years ago today, I was in the hospital with my now ex-wife. It was our first child. She was a scheduled C-section because she was breach. Tina didn’t produce enough amniotic fluid for her to turn. Since it was scheduled, we got to choose her birthday. I chose the 1st of July. Easy decision. 1st day of the month sounded cool. Plus she ended up being 7 lbs, 1 oz. So she was 7 1 on 7 1.
Because of the C-section, I stayed up by Tina’s head so I couldn’t see what they were doing. I was afraid I would look right down in there and pass out. I didn’t know how I would react and I didn’t want to take a chance that that would happen. They pulled her out and said stand up and look at your baby girl and I did. I then followed the nurses over so they could clean her off. I couldn’t believe it, I was a daddy. I never really wanted to be a parent and here I was, holding a baby daughter.
I was an involved parent, after I was taught how to hold, change and feed a baby, I did them all. Before I had a kid, I had no idea what to do. I was never the kind of father who wouldn’t change diapers, or stay home with the kids so the wife could go out. I never really had a problem taking the baby with me places. As a matter of fact, you’d be amazed how many women give you a second look when your out with a kid by yourself.
She was a good baby, I don’t remember any major problems. But she has grown up fast. I can’t believe she’s only 1 year removed from going to Jr. High. And she is a daddy’s girl. I planned on using some pictures of her growing up on this post. But I’ve been fighting with the Ex just trying to borrow them and scan them. So I leave you with this picture. It was taken a few years ago, but I do enjoy it.
I cropped it close and it’s a little blurry. But you can see my beautiful princess (don’t tell her I called her that, she’d be mad). Happy Birthday Samantha. You’ll always be daddy’s little girl.