Life in a box... girl dad

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Being a girl dad is hard, being a girl dad to a small group of humans is even harder. Being a girl dad all alone with no female influences in a daily basis it a 10 of the WTF am I doing scale! I don’t know a damn thing about emotions, or hormones. I don’t anything about cycles, bra’s, feminism, makeup, or hair masks. I don’t anything about the struggles of being a woman because I just happened to skip over that part in the “how to be manly”classes I never took growing up.

I basically don’t know anything about anything, except the fact that they need shelter, clothing, and you have feed them at some point. There’s lots of tears and more sass than you can imagine for pint size little humans. One day they are up and one day they are down. No matter what I’m never right and even if I’m right I’m wrong because they are always right. It’s a ton of tears and a shit load of reassurance. I feel like most of my days are spent shuttling them from place to place and gasping in between to take a breath.

I’ve learned a lot about tampons and nails, way more than I’d like to admit. I’ve learned about the pink tax, misogyny, and why women shouldn’t have to wear bras. I’ve given a thousand hugs and I’ll gladly give a thousand more. I spent countless hours folding clothes and even more trying to be a better man than I was the day before. I have to step up my game because if I don’t then they won’t know the difference between a good man and douchebag.

I don’t get a lot of sleep and I spend most of the time I’m not sleeping cleaning up, cooking, or shopping. It’s a hell of a job and I consider myself lucky. But, girls are rough and require a lot of patience and all my love and attention. Other men look at me differently but they will never understand what it takes. Being a girl dad is the hardest job a man could have. But I promise you it will be the most rewarding.