I always wanted a boy, but that changed the day my twin female version was born. When I found out my wife was pregnant, it was one of the happiest days of my life. I didn’t expect how much my life would change, but I adjusted, and here we are 3 years later grinding. As the months would pass during the pregnancy, I kept imagining what it would be like to have a little boy to teach. I kept imagining myself as Jor El and my unborn child as Kal El ( Superman), and me speaking and teaching him things about life. My mind would wander on the sports we could partake and share together.
Then came the day of the ultrasound. The technician asked us if we wanted to know. We absolutely said “YES!”. Then she said something I wasn’t expecting. “Well, you’re having a little girl!”. I didn’t think I looked so disappointed, but my wife said the look on my face was one of disappointment. I do remember being a little shell shocked, and not being talkative, but as I look back now, I was just concerned as to what I would have in common with her. I barely have things in common with my wife or my mother, now this little person is coming into my life, and I don’t want to delegate everything to my wife just because she’s a girl. I also know that in today’s world, it’s hard to be a woman. But she’s now the most precious person in my life, and together we are trying to conquer the world.
Now that my twin mini-me is having conversations with me, it’s hard to justify what I was thinking before she was born. I’m planning so many activities with her, it’s amazing how life hands you the best things in life. I’m only 3 years in, but let me take a stab on some of the things I’ve done along the way:
- For the first 6 months, I had our daughter sleep with us because it’s the only way she would stop crying
- During one night on my watch, on the first month, I fed her 10 ounces of milk and she threw up.
- During one night on my watch, she was crying hysterically, and I didn’t realize she pooped on herself.
- When she started doing tummy time, i purposely let her cry while she was struggling until she was able to do it right. Wife wasn’t around.
- One day, I didn’t feed her lunch, and she ate a whole chicken at dinner.
- When she started crawling, I let her crawl all around the house, and supposedly she got a stomach virus according to my wife due to her going through the floor.
- I accidentally fed her rice which had some spicy kick to eat. That wasn’t my fault, as it was laid out in a baby container on the counter.
The list goes on and on, but I don’t want to bore you. My point is, kids, no matter what are an experiment. Every morning, I have a routine with my daughter, and we look in the mirror and say to ourselves, “If we fail, we try again” about 5 times. These were my failures, but I always try again. She’s the true love of my life, and no matter what, I will fail, but I will keep trying again and again.
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