This is the story of a man who, fourteen months ago, became a dad (yes, that would be me). This may sometimes sound like fiction, but it’s not. Honestly, I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or not. I’m completely new to the world of parenthood. Hell, up until the baby showers, yes I said showers, words like Boppy, passy (the life saver that is the pacifier), Madela, and Boogie Wipes didn’t belong to my vocabulary. I’m not touching the whole topic on breastfeeding either.
For someone who likes to know where I’m going, I’ve never felt more lost than changing a diaper at 2 am. Especially when one eye refuses to open out of principle that I’m supposed to be sleeping. One thing is for sure, I wouldn’t change a thing. If you have kids, you know what I’m talking about. If you don’t, you should try it someday.
One morning I awoke to some interesting sounds coming from my son. Those cute, cooing noises quickly turned into screams for his bottle. It was at that moment, I decided to start this blog. I have no idea where this is going to go. I just know I need to write. We’ll see what this blog evolves into, as I evolve through fatherhood.
Update: I’m implementing a posting schedule here on The Evolving Dad. Since content is king, please expect a post every Wednesday and Sunday mornings.
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Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy.
Vince, The Evolving Dad