The price of solitude

It is wife and I looking after the twins.

No nanny, no in-laws, not granddads or grannies, no aunties or uncles.

Some friends, just a few.

This is like going against (and again) the code of conduct of dads and mums.

What would our twins say if they could speak?

Not sure...

It is overwhelming, yes, we are just human beings.  I sometimes wake up in the morning feeling miserable, if you have read this blog so far you can see how and why.  This is not a temporary job, is a fatherhood job.

But today I felt great, as if I was just carving our own destiny, wife and I together.  No one else.

The world looked like everything was up for grabs.  And the twins are beginning to eat solid food.  Just seeing their gestures, their attempts is mind blowing.

The price we pay is for a VIP seat to see all these things happen.  And the show continues.

I feel very proud of them and wife, but I do not have time to tell everyone else, I just write this blog.  I knew these moments would compensate for everything else.  Well, not exactly.  I still feel tired, and I need my energy, specially when also going to work.  But these moments give me a boost in my soul.

Solitude.  Why are we somehow forced not to experience?  Is this fear of really going to know our children? We combat solitude by going for a walk, by doing errands.  What else is expected of dads?  To go back to their life?

You know what I think of the role that society has for us as dads.  Not good.  Better to be in solitude whenever you can...


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