All my life I’ve heard that parenting is the “toughest job you’ll ever love.” Just 6 months ago, I was convinced I’d never have kids because of the situation I was in (by my own choices, granted). Then as you know, recently, God said “HA. Just kidding. Here’s the woman of your dreams and her 7 year old munchkin.” My dream of having kids was fulfilled instantly. But I’m 7 years behind her mommy on knowing what the eff I’m doing.
She is a GREAT kid. She is smart, loving, sassy, creative and cute. She is a miniature version of her mommy. And I love her mommy, so naturally, loving this little girl came easy.
But I feel painfully ill-equipped to be a good dad. You all know me… I’m in. All in. Both feet. And I’m crazy about her. I’m pretty sure she likes me and is starting to trust me, too. That’s huge, given the short amount of time. I also know I’m not “dad” to her. She has a dad, and she loves him, and that’s as it should be. But I’m in her life and I will be every day, so I want to be the best stepdad, role model, and husband to her mom that I can be. I want her to know that she deserves to someday marry someone that is crazy about her and that will treat her with love and respect.
Basically, I want her to have what I always took for granted. Two parents in the home who are there for her every single day, who love her unconditionally and always keep her best interests at the forefront.
Her mommy tells me that parenting is about doing the best you can and quickly apologizing when you mess up – because you WILL mess up. I just really don’t want to disappoint this tender young heart – she knows disappointment and it kills me to see those tears. I want to always keep my promises and do what I’ve said I’ll do. I want to show her that I love her with total consistency regardless what she says or does. I want her to know that it’s not “mom and Incredipete” or “mom and her” or “mom, Incredipete, and her.” It is also her and Incredipete. I plan to spend time with her, playing, finding fun activities to do together, and going on stepdad dates.
By marrying her mom, I’m making a promise to her as well. I’ll make that promise to her formally September 22nd, but I’ve already made that promise in my heart. I already know one thing – I thought I knew what the best things in life were. But I can tell you, having a little girl beg you for a piggyback ride and then listening to her giggle as we run around the house… that pretty much tops the list.