Tuesday, May 1, 2012
I write this, knowing that so many more pieces will come. Even so, I stare at my little daughter, sleeping, and I feel this tremendous feeling of love and duty. She is only six weeks old, and she, of course, has no idea how she is affecting me, but she is, tremendously, and in a good way. She gives me hope. She makes me love, as though I hadn’t before. She amazes me, even at her age, with her mannerisms, gestures, squeaks, and grunts. She stretches her arms, smiles, frowns, cries, and clenches her fists. Most of this is normal, but that matters not, because this little girl is as free as can be. I am looking at her now while I write this, and she has no clue of the powerful feelings that she has invoked in me, and with all that, and all that is in my soul and mind, I will project it unto her, and propel her to be the best that she can be, no matter what that is. She is free to choose. I love that. She is my baby. She is my love. She is my life. I lover her, and look forward to her next movement and thought. Life is amazing, and she has touched me deeper than anyone ever has before. That counts for a lot. I love you, baby.
I have a daughter and not a son. It is extra special to me, because I am going to pour my heart and mind into her, teaching her all of the useful and useless knowledge that I have, in hopes that she will shape her own opinions about the world around her. Most of this knowledge is exactly what I'd teach my son, if I had one. Besides what she learns from Mom, she will also know how to change oil, catch a fly ball, drive stick shift, and anything else that she may be interested in learning from Daddy’s side. Most importantly though, while she will know how to be a lady, she will also know how a man thinks. I will teach her this most important lesson, so that she will be on equal footing with other men out in the world and never be afraid to speak her mind or know that she can be stronger than them. This is important to me, because even today, women struggle for equality in America. If I can help it, my baby won’t be part of the problem, but she will command equality with a strong mind and strong voice. I know too, that she won’t be alone in the fight, as her mother carries the same bright torch. Babygirl, this is your world. Do your thing!