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Yesterday afternoon, men all across the country (I’m sure the world) were engulfed with the very thing so many of us have trouble explaining…feelings.

I know I speak from experience when I say that I was so anxious, scared, happy, pissed off, shocked, and disappointed as I watched “My Baltimore Ravens” GIVE the game away. In fairness, even if we made that very routine field goal in the end it wasn’t a guaranteed win but damn, did we play an amazing game!

Something occurred to me this morning though. I thought about all those emotions that go along with supporting our favorite sports teams. There are some guys that can watch a game, come out feeling happy or slightly disappointed (depending on the outcome of the game), and then an hour later act as though nothing happened. Of course, the reality and what’s much more common is mass emotions. If their team wins they are elated, the world around them is the most amazingly beautiful place and everyone is treated with love and kindness.

What happens if his team loses?

Watch out! Weeding out those guys that will actually get physical with someone you’re still left with your average dude. The average dude is going to be pissed if his team loses. Not just pissed for a few minutes either but for a while, maybe even days. He may take it out on his wife, his kids, his co-workers but he’s going to be pissed.

This morning I wondered why many men, myself included (in the past), take these things so personally and just get so upset! Many men are performance driven. We’re praised on the things we accomplish and criticized for the things we underperform in. What’s worse, many of us live under a false belief that we’re not good enough.

In the beginning of this post I intentionally referred to “My Ravens” and “we” when talking about the Ravens. I was born and raised in Baltimore so of course I support the Ravens. However, it’s more than that. The Ravens have somehow now become me. “We lost”, “We won”, “If only we…”, “How could we…”, and a myriad of other things we tell ourselves about “our” team. Some how the success or failure of the teams we support become personalized and we define ourselves by their actions. What happens is that the false belief of “I’m not good enough” gets reinforced. It’s not just that the Ravens lost. It becomes, “we lost”, “we suck”, “we’re not good enough”….

Of course, we don’t go around actually saying, “we’re not good enough” but that’s exactly what we tell ourselves inside. Afterall, what would explain acting out like a small child, screaming, pissed off, and overall sour over game?

We’re not going to be able to resolve these not good enough feelings in this post but the next time the guy in your life ruins the rest of his day, your day, and everyone else’s day around him remember the following:

He’s not this mad that the (Insert favorite sports team here) lost the game. He’s this mad because he’s been lying to himself about who he is and he was just reminded about that lie. Validate his feelings and let him know it’s perfectly okay to be pissed. More importantly let him know how much he’s loved and how important he is. Any opportunity you have to remind him that he is good enough will go a long way to ensuring that he doesn’t have to wait for his team to win to feel like a winner. He’s already a winner, he just doesn’t know it yet.

It was late afternoon and I had received a call at work from the wife. She works four days a week as a Lead Radiation Therapist. It happened to be that this was the one day a week she stays home with O and Jake. She had been in a lot of pain and thought that she pulled a muscle in her back. Having back problems never occured to me in the past but since having kids  I’ve come to realize it’s only a matter of time. Given the severity of her pain I thought it’d be best if I came home to help her.

Shortly after getting home she took off for Urgent Care. I spent some time with O and Jake while trying to finish up some work I had to do. At one point Jake actually wound up falling asleep in my arms which was terribly sweet. I know those days are numbered and I’m going to cherish those moments forever.

The wife came back with a story that really got under my nerves. She told me that the Dr. who saw her started questioning about her breastfeeding. Jake is 17 months and she still partially breastfeeds him.

Dr. Ignoranus: Are you breastfeeding?
The Wife: Yes
Dr. Ignoranus: How much does your baby weigh?
The Wife: 27 pounds
Dr. Ignoranus: Wow, he’s big! How old is he?
The Wife: 17 months.
Dr. Ignoranus: Well, this may be a sign you should stop breastfeeding.
The Wife: Why is that?
Dr. Ignoranus: Well, he’ll be hitting “the terrible two’s” soon and it’s going to be really hard to ween him if you wait much longer. Plus, it’s putting this extra stress on your back.
The Wife: **dumbfounded**

When she shared this conversation with me, I was pissed!! Terrible Two’s? Weening? The answer to solving your back problem?

Furious!

Both my wife and I have been advocates for breastfeeding. Part of the reason more women don’t breastfeed is because there are ignorant health care professionals out there that disuade Moms from doing so. Why?? I haven’t the slightest clue but it’s robbing a natural birth right of the Mom! For millions of years Moms have been breastfeeding their babies. Two thirds of the world still practices breastfeeding. Look I’m not saying that there aren’t physical or medical reasons not to breastfeed. I’m saying that for your “normal healthy” Mom she should be encouraged to breastfeed. Again, if you’re a Mom and you cannot for whatever reason that doesn’t mean you’ve failed or are wrong in anyway. I’m just speaking to the encouragement of breastfeeding from the public.

Dr. Ignoranus brought up the “terrible two’s” and back problems as reasons to ween. What? First of all, how in the world does she know that Jake is going to go through the “terrible two’s”? Second of all, you don’t stop breastfeeding cause it’s going to take an extra week to ween. That’s just stupid! She continued to say that she should stop because she pulled her back muscle. What? Oh, so if I injure myself eating, should I just stop eating? How about encouraging her to excercise or hold Jake a little differently? Just ridiculous!

Anyway, as you might be able to tell I’m a bit livid about this. It bothers me that my wife received unsolicited advice and completely ignorant and incorrect advice at that about the raising of Jake. I’m all about giving advice, I do it all the time. But this is ridiculous.

If you’re a dad or about to be a dad and are reading this? Please, support your wives as best you can. No, we don’t actually have baby sucking on our nipples…Thank GOD!! But if this is something you’re wife is pursuing, encourage her the best you can. Just because you’re not physically breastfeeding doesn’t mean you can’t help her with purchasing products she might need (like Lansinoh breastpads, creams, etc.). I’m not going to get into the benefits of breastfeeding on this post but Dads you should own this responsibility and really, “Gift” as much as your wives do. Support breastfeeding, support your wives, and question all the time when it comes to the health, safety, and well being of our little ones.

If you haven’t been following the news closely, today is World AIDS Day. My favorite stroller company, Bugaboo, along with Gwen Stefani have teamed up to help support this great cause!

If you have a young one or are planning to have a child you might want to check out today’s auction! Starting at noon today and running through December 5th eBay will be auctioning off a custom Bugaboo stroller!  Gwen Stefani carries her own fashion line called, L.A.M.B. and she’s paired that with the Bugaboo stroller to make a one of a kind (actually 2, she owns the other one) signed stroller.

We have the Bugaboo Cameleon and love the stroller. If you’re looking for a top of the line stroller that nobody else has and want to help out for World AIDS Day you might want to check it out! 100% of the proceeds from the winning bid will go to the Global Fund.

To check out the auction and put in that winning bid head on over to www.eBay.com/Bugaboo

 

My Dearest Olivia and Jake,

One day you will read this letter and understand what Daddy’s about to share with you.  Every day you see my smiling face.  You see me make the silliest faces at you and those noises I make with my mouth?  Yeah, Daddy does that to make you laugh too.  We haven’t talked a whole lot without smiling or laughing have we?  Well, we shouldn’t be…if you’re not eating or sleeping you should be smiling and laughing right now.  Later in life? Hopefully by the time you’re old enough to read this?  You’ll be better prepared to digest things that sometimes take those smiles away from your faces.

I’m afraid one of those times for me is now.  You don’t know this right now but Bubby’s haircut isn’t really a haircut.  In fact, the reasons Bubby’s hair looks so short is because she has something called Cancer.  The things that Bubby has to do right now to make that Cancer go away have caused her hair to fall out.  It’s now just growing back in which is why it looks so short.  Unfortunately, the Cancer that Bubby has can be very dangerous and cause much worse things than hair loss.  I hope that by the time you’re able to read and understand this letter Bubby will have long flowing locks of hair and that this will all just be a story for you.

Behind the smiles and laughter that we share lies the pain and suffering that your Daddy is going through right now.  I don’t share this with you to make you feel sad.  I hope you can learn from what I’m sharing with you.  You can’t see this but Daddy is very sad and feels very lonely.  Yes, Mommy is here for Daddy and she’s extremely supportive.  There are some things in life which we face alone, at least initially before we realize or are even able to ask for help.

What Bubby is going through right now is very hard for Daddy to face.  In fact, you can almost say that the feelings I’m having have been hidden.  Hidden underneath all of those things that occupy Daddy on a daily basis.  We occupy ourselves with things sometimes to feel better.  We do this so that we don’t have to face those things in our life that make us sad.  It’s okay to feel what Daddy is feeling every now and then.  It’s also okay to share your feelings with those around you.  It takes a strong person to share your feelings.  Anybody can pound their chest or yell at the top of their lungs to show how strong they are but real strong people? The kind of people I want you to be like?  They are strong because they not only know what their strengths are but they also know what their struggles are.  Daddy hasn’t faced his struggles up until now.  What are those feelings that are keeping me from being strong?  Daddy is feeling scared, unsure, angry, sad, confused, and out of control.  Daddy doesn’t know what’s going to happen to Bubby, doesn’t know why this is happening to Bubby, and is scared and knows there’s nothing he can do to make this go away.  Alone having these feelings doesn’t make you weak…not at all.  Understanding and knowing you have these feelings and not doing anything about it?  That makes you weak.  So what does Daddy need to do?

Well, partly I’m doing what I need to do by writing you this letter.  I’m sharing my deepest most honest feelings that are as personal as they can be with you and with those I want to touch.  You don’t have to tell the world about your personal battles like I am.  That’s not what’s important and sometimes it’s not even appropriate.  What is important is that you share them.  That you reach out to those around you and ask for the help that you need to pull you through these tough times.

Sometimes, we don’t have all the answers and sometimes we’ll never know what the answers are.  That’s okay.  Understanding the differences between what we can know and what we can’t know is important.  Making every effort we can to understand the things that have answers is important.  Daddy doesn’t have all the answers and Daddy never will.  What I do know is how I feel and how that is affecting me. I know that I don’t like the way these feelings are affecting me.  They are bringing me down and turning me into someone I don’t want to be.

When I think about what’s right for the two of you, what’s best for the two of you I tell myself this.

I want to be the kind of father that I want Olivia and Jake to have.

It’s simple really…I think about what I want for you two and then I try and emulate (copy) that.  What I want for the two of you right now is a Father who can recognize when he needs help.  Your mom helped me realize that I needed help last night.  What I want for you is a Father who after recognizing he needs help actually goes out and gets it.  I’m going to get help to work through my feelings of depression.  What I want for you is a Father who is open and honest about these things. I am opening my heart and soul to you and sharing the process with you.

Bubby will fight her Cancer with the love and support of all of us.  Daddy will fight his depression with the love and support of those same people.  The two of you will face challenging times when you grow up.  I am not concerned though because I know that both of you will have the strength, will, and determination to reach out from those deep dark places.  You might feel alone but I will always be here for you.  When you look up from those dark places you will see my outstretched arm.  It will be reaching for you to pull you up and out of anything that’s dragging you down.  I may not be there yet but I am becoming the father I want the both of you to have.

Love,

Daddy

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