Happy birthday baby. Where did the time go? This was a child I never thought would be born. Now she is one year from being a teenager. I still remember the little outfit I bought for her before her birth. I did not know if my first child was a boy or a girl but as soon as I got the news I dashed to Baby’s R us and bought a yellow outfit that would be appropriate for either sex. I was that thrilled.
I remember the day she was born. We read books that said you should play music and talk to your baby when she is in mother’s stomach. I spoke to her every night. I was in the delivery room the day she was born. She came out crying and I was allowed to wheel her back to the room. I told Celine welcome to the world and that daddy was here. She stopped crying and looked at me as if to say: “So that is the guy who has been talking to me all these weeks.”
Now she is a very bright A student who is a very good soccer player with a big mouth and bright ideas who speaks . I know I am already losing her because she does not like hanging out with daddy as much. It is something people warned me about but I still cherish every day with her.
Do you know what the best part of being a dad is for me? It is not seeing her score in soccer or star in the school play. It is not seeing her eat ice cream or bring home straight A’s. It is the times she is in trouble. When Celine was sick as a child I knew I had to be there for her and give her medicine and talk to her. I loved those nights because I felt I was helping.
The other day Celine burst into tears because an interview she did for school disappeared from her computer. I told her to calm down and join me in the basement. I interviewed her and asked her questions she might have asked her person. She recalled everything and the project was a success.
That’s the best part of being a dad for me.
Happy Birthday sweetheart.