From a father's perspective...

Ron now reads my blog. I'm not sure how much he reads it, but he read my earlier post about fathers and daughters. And he wrote something and asked me to post it for him.

So here's my first official guest post - by my husband. Enjoy! :)

I’ve been thinking about writing something for Deb’s blog for a couple of weeks. But I just couldn’t think of anything to write. She’s the one who’s good with words (especially written).

I am the dad of three girls… sigh!

I’ve wanted kids since I was 15 years old and I had to wait till I was nearly 31. When Deb and I found out that we were pregnant with our first child I was beside myself. Our subsequent miscarriage was, to say the least, devastating.

Then our bitty girl, Abby, came along. And then another girl, Hannah. Each time I was hoping for a boy. Oh sorry, did I forget to mention I LOVE SPORTS! And I’d always imagined having a boy. So, when we were told at Becca’s ultrasound that we were to have another girl. Well, fighting the tears was difficult. I’m not sure Deb knows how close I came to losing it.

Now, I know this probably sounds bad, but Dads just can’t have the same kind of fun with girls as they can with boys. Right?

Yeah, right. My girls LOVE to wrestle with me. I’ve gotten pounced on, body slammed, knees to the ribs and back… and they love the satisfying OOOOOF they get out of me (usually overly dramatic, since they rarely hurt me). And I love it! They also love to be tossed off (the less gentle the better) when they’re jumping on my back trying to get me to wake up from my pretend nap. The more I jump around and bounce them during a piggy back ride the better too. And let’s not forget that I was their very first real swing. Holding them in the palms of my hands and swinging them (sitting up) back and forth to squeals and giggles. This is STILL one of Abby’s favorite activities (much to my back’s chagrin! She’s 50+ pounds!)

Now, my favorite sport is football. And my girls throw the football AT me whenever I try to tackle them... LOL. I doubt that Deb will ever let any of her babies play football. :)

Unfortunately for me, there’s girl’s soccer… up until Abby started to play, I HATED soccer. Now I can tolerate it, but it’s still not football. He he

I love my girls and would never trade any of them for anything. But I want a boy. My last name is unique, if anyone in the world has my last name, I am somehow related. It’s very important to me that my branch on the tree carry the name down to future generations.

Maybe Deb and I will try one more time, perhaps not, but if I get another girl… I’ll have another broken heart, for about 10 seconds. Then I’ll remember all of the joy Abby, Hannah and Becca have brought me and look forward to that 4th $10,000 wedding. (ACK!) Any chance that by the time our girls get married tradition will have changed to the groom paying for the wedding and taking the bride’s last name?????

Probably not.