- Posted June 27, 2013 by
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Don't call me Mr. Mom!
Single Father at 52
When I was 48, I found out that I was going to be a Father. Whoa! It hit me like a train. The thoughts that went racing through my head were out of control. What the heck is a guy my age having kids. I was scared, I was mad, I was confused & nothing was making sense, yet I was curious. So for the next 7 months I waited and I experienced what only can be described as "eye opening". From the morning sickness, to the glow. So I waited and finally the day came. As I watched my first born coming into this world, I finally realized what Real Love was. Everyone always talks about a Mother’s love, but a Fathers love is a Fathers Love. When I learned that I was going to be a Father again, this time it was full speed ahead. Now here I am 4 years later and I couldn't be happier. Even though their Mother & I are seperated I still spend all my free time with them. To this day I still don’t get any sleep. Not because the girls keep me up, it’s because when they are sleeping I still find myself watching over them, They are and will always be my greatest achievement.