#GIRLDAD

Being a dad is my very greatest joy. I can remember back as early as the fifth grade when they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up and I can remember saying "a dad". I didn't grow up with one around and I saw my mom put on her superhero cape far too often. Made me think about when I had the chance to be around my kids, as a dad, I would be the annoying one that went everywhere. I am that 😅. Now...when I found out I was going to have my first child, I was pumped. Cried actually. Real ugly cry. Knees hit the floor. But, of course, as most guys do, I wanted a boy. At 20ish weeks, when we went in to find out the sex, I was really nervous. I had boy on my mind the whole time. They are moving the wand around the stomach. Looking...looking..."there she is" and the doctor turns the monitor. "There's your baby girl"...again full blown ugly cry. I wasn't upset though. In fact, from that moment all I could think was "my baby girl 🥺". It only took one moment when she was born. I held her to my chest right as she came out, and from that moment I knew, I was meant to be a soft, smushy, lovey, mushy, tea party havin', cheer dad yellin', #GIRLDAD. No boys. Ever! Leave 'em. Only girls for me please 😂