I read a lot of posts by a lot of mom bloggers. Whether there are any dad bloggers out there, or blogs devoted to dads, I'm not sure - I'm not one, so I don't look. What I did notice on several mom blogs, though, is that we are trying desperately to lift one another up. With the inevitable self-doubt and mommy wars that rage out there, this is a good GOOD thing. However, as I was reading one of these posts that encourage me as a mother not to look at the magnitude of what another mom is doing, but rather the things I accomplish for my own family, I realized that I don't accomplish anything alone. On her list was the laundry and dishes getting done, kids getting bathed, rides being given, stories being read, songs being sung, snuggles/hugs/kisses being given...you get the picture.
The true story in our house is that is isn't mommy or daddy who do these things, but mommy AND daddy. Depending on the day, it can easily be more one than the other, but it is both nonetheless. And that, my friends, is a beautiful thing. I know not every mom out there shares this experience - not every man is as interested in being a father. I also know, however, that there are some dads who do it on their own due to life circumstances, and do it just as well as supermom somehow. No, nothing replaces a mom - there is something innate and God given in that bond. We are the ones who from the moment of conception nurture this new creation inside us, hopefully well, and hopefully for the rest of their God-given lives. It did, however, take two to tango, and the love, care and support of daddies out there is also irreplaceable.
So for you daddies out there who are pitching in however you can, thank you. Whether you see it or not, I hope your wives and children appreciate what you do. To my Hubbers, I don't say it often enough, but thank you for being a strong father and willing to get your hands dirty in this world of diapers and drool!