My perspective on life so far
Dear daddy,
On this father’s day, I want to acknowledge the efforts you’ve been doing as a new father. I know you call me “tough” and “mini-thunder”, but rest assured that I’m always doing my best.
I mean, I’ve only been in this world for 16 days, so please don’t expect too much of me. You’ve been in this world for 33 years (about 750 times longer than me), so for sure it’s easier for you to adapt. Nothing feels so different for you anymore, but for me, damn, this is quite a world you brought me in!
I very much liked the coziness and warmth of mommy’s womb. It was starting to be a little tight, but to be honest, that made me feel secure. That’s why I like to be swaddled and rocked at night, or at any time, really.
And please don’t be jealous of mommy, because after all, she has the “ultimate comforting weapon” — her breasts. You were right when you were telling me in the belly that boobs would be my favourite breakfast. In case you didn’t notice, I’m quite addicted already!
But that won’t last — I’ll pay attention to you too. In fact, I already do.
I have no clue how you can do such ranges of pitches when you sing. I love it when you sing with your deep voice, but man, it confuses me. How can such a skinny dude like yourself have such a deep voice? Nevertheless, I love it. Keep singing, please!
And truthfully, I think you’re very good at Dr. Harvey Karp’s 5S technique. I mean, it soothes me pretty quickly. But sorry it doesn’t last. I’m still pretty afraid.
I mean, dude, I’m barely 3.5 kg!
You’re like, 10x that!
Or more?
Oh yeah, quite a lot more, actually. Sorry, I haven’t learned math yet. So, you know, bear with me, pretty please?
Anyway, I just want to say that you’re doing a great job. I may not always show it properly, but I’m grateful to have both mommy and daddy. You two are a killer team and I couldn’t ask for better parents. You’re always trying to understand me when I don’t even understand myself. You’re always comforting me and skilling me up.
And speaking of skills, I hope you’ve noticed the efforts I’ve been making in my 16 days in this world. You record my wins, and that makes me happy. And I love it when you’re proud of me when I succeed at most activities you throw my way.
But please don’t be too hard on me if it doesn’t stay that way. I can’t always have straight “A”s like mommy. I will, however, strive to always experiment and learn from my mistakes. I love learning just as much as you, dad. And someday, I’ll be more skilled than you are, just wait for it. You better prepare yourself now!
Anyway, all that to say that I love you. Like you, words come easier to me in writing, so I took this opportunity to tell you in writing today. To be honest, I don’t even know how to speak yet. Sometimes, my cries are just to tell you how much I love you. I may look angry, but what I really mean is “I FREAKING LOVE YOU, DAD!”
Yours truly,
Nate