In my arms he falls asleep …
This is the time to share my life’s experiences with my Mo’o puna, grandchildren. To teach, guide and love them unconditionally. No Diapers!
It was like I forgot everything I have learned on the previous two births and I was starting out all over again. But hang in there I did and supported my good wife as best as I could. I know she appreciated the fact that I was there, and I was not going to miss this.
To this day I marvel and wonder about what I, we, went through. From conception to birth, from child to youth to adult. I watched it all. I was a creator of sorts myself. From all this I came to the appreciation of a mothers role in the family. Me, I’m there for support and a good smack once in a while (I mean I give the smack!), but her, she is that go to person that never stops to think of herself. Always there to sooth the pain, calm the nerves, kiss the hurt.
So, home again for the third time with another boy. Our family was growing and things were grand. It was a good time in our lives… I was dad.
Note: This story is from my on going book I’m writing for my family. I’ve been working on it for what seems forever. It may never get done… hope you enjoyed it.
Don’t let those wonderful smiles and cute faces fool you too. You have to prepare yourself for the Clash of the Titans when they come to visit and the visits our weekly. They can’t wait to get to Nana and Papa’s house. My bedroom is on lockdown my office chained up as I prepare for another new adventure with the grandkids.
It’s love one minute she hit me the next then hugs and kisses all around. This crazy circle of emotion will last all day and into the night. The fact that they survived each other is beyond me.
We can all learn a little something here. We are quick to pass judgment and sometimes it seems easier to walk away rather than to stick it out. As I watch Jade and Jessey play with each I sometimes think of how my wife and I did together. And, we are still here after 40ish years. Go figure. So maybe these two peas in a pod got something going for them. Jessey the dainty petite and high strung kid and Jade who is 4 going on 14, she could talk the ears off of anyone.
As they grow up together to experience all that life has to offer we can do ourselves good just to sit back and learn from them. Their example and sweet attitude toward life and each other is something to cherish and live by… Be a kid
Nine months of hell, a life time of heaven….I didn’t have a chance to see her little body come into this world. At that time our (old school), doctor still was not letting the husband experience the birth of their child. As I sat in the waiting room for what seemed days, the concern for wife and daughter (or son) was unbearable and the anguish, exhausting.
Yes, we didn’t know what we were getting, how novel an idea. It was exciting, it was a mystery, it was wonderful, I was a mess and they didn’t sell beer at the hospital . Dr. Saiki comes in and tells me I have a new baby girl and all is well. He was a great doctor, a little on the gruff side but we liked him. His wife was a Hawaii senator and very popular. So, off I go to see my wife and new daughter wondering what life had in store for us. Knowing that this life changing experience would forever leave its mark, it was a big mark, I was a dad.
As I entered the recovery room, I could see my wife looking as if she has been run over by a mack truck. “Get this kid away from me!” she screamed. I knew she didn’t mean a word of it… probably a natural reaction. My comments would have been far more expletive I’m sure. I could never be a women, as weak as I am. So, I gave her a big hug and told her how proud I was of her. That didn’t help out much either. “Everyone please leave me alone”, and out the room I went. My job for the moment was done. I gave her some space and she rested… She was my hero.
I remember like it was yesterday Donna running to me with the news of her pregnancy, no easy task. By the sixth year of our marriage we decided to have kids. We were missing that very thing that made a family special and meaningful. And, try as we did, we could not get pregnant. At first it was just plain fun, but then… and we did everything, every which way, I wasn’t the stud as I thought I was. The cycle method, the temperature method and who knows what was tried. And then it happened. We went on a weekend spree into Waikiki to stay in a hotel and just have some fun together. Bam! That did the trick. Nine months later and here we are. So much for science.
So home we go, with a new addition and a new outlook on life. Yes, it was life changing. We were ready for anything. This girl that I knew my entire life had become my soul mate, friend and lover. Who would have know back then, that we would be together like this now, I would have laughed at the thought of it… I’m not laughing now.
And so it starts, the learning, the growing, the experience of fatherhood. I was young and naive, but my willingness to succeed overshadowed my clumsy attempt at being the super dad. I had no clue about it, I just knew it had to work. I don’t remember reading a book or taking a class about fatherhood. What I did know was the example set by my own father in my life. Remembering the times we had together, lessons learned, it seems that earlier knowledge is packed away somewhere ready to come out when the time comes. It almost seems natural. But, Donna on the other hand, seemed to be the super mom, knowing exactly what to do, when and why. She went… I followed… If you’re a guy reading this, there is much wisdom here…keep your mouth shut and learn from your women.