Da-Da
Monday, March 5th, 2012From Monday Mom – Neetika:
Is it March already? How did that happen? Over Christmas, I was talking with my family about several trips, weddings, etc. we have on our calendar this year. Most of them seemed really far away. Now they are almost here, and I actually have to start getting ready for them! What am I going to wear to this thing? What am I going to buy for those people? I guess life is what happens when you are busy making other plans.
One of my favorite things about special occasions is that it means the three of us are together as a family. I never thought I could be so invested in someone else’s vacation schedule, but when Joe has a day off, I’m not sure if he’s more excited or I am. Vacations take on new meaning when they mean there is another person around who is also responsible for Haley’s welfare.
Joe is great with Haley, and it warms my heart to see them together. Haley completely lights up when she sees him. Of course, it makes me sad that their time together during the week is so fleeting, but it makes the weekends that much more fun. I tease Joe that the childcare is completely up to him and I’m “off duty.” Even though we’re actually parenting in tandem and sharing the demands, Joe says it’s almost a relief to get back to the office on Monday and get a break! I just smile and I say, I told you it wasn’t easy!
I think it’s great that the fathers are so involved in our generation. However I think that in most cases, moms have a natural aptitude for certain skills when it comes to kids, especially babies. Joe loves Haley every bit as much as I do, but I am the one who has an instinct for what she needs, whether it’s an extra nap or a chew toy to soothe sore gums. I’m able to process her current behavior, her general tendencies, what I’ve read, what I’ve heard from other moms, and what I believe is best for her—and spit out a plan to handle any given situation. I’m not always right, but I have more of a knack for this computation than her father does. Because of this, I can’t help but feel that a little more of the weight of responsibility is on my shoulders. And that can feel like a burden.
As Haley grows up, I imagine Joe will continue to be seen as the fun one, while I’m worrying about whether or not she had enough whole grains that day. But it’s okay. It works for our family. I’ll let Da-Da be the one she can be silly with. Their time together is precious.

