What It’s Like To Raise a Daughter and The Things I Learned So Far

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It’s no secret that I am a solo dad. I am raising a seven-year-old daughter on my own, with some help of course. I could still remember the day I first met my daughter, it was a cloudy afternoon in October. I was in the office bathroom, washing my face when I received the text. I busted out the office door, screaming. I was so excited, yet at the same time anxious. What if something goes wrong? Regardless, the delivery went well. The world or at least I welcomed a bouncing baby girl. I remember how happy I was that day.

Now, for the mother, well, it is the typical “shit happens” kind of thing. Two people falling in and out of love fast and hard. But despite the relationship we have right now, I’m still happy that I get to love the best part of her. I get to love a little girl who is the embodiment of all that is good of within us.

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Now, what it’s like to raise a daughter on my own? The truth is, there is no such thing as planned parenthood. Much like life, something is bound to go wrong along the way. The key is to recognize every opportunity to be a parent and act on it.

Parenting requires time and sacrifice. I have to give up my career to spend more time raising my daughter. She needed someone who has the time for her, and I gave it to her. I tried juggling between parenting and work but something has to give in. So, I decided to quit my job and be a stay at home dad. I don’t want to wait for “someday” I will be rich enough to spend time for my daughter. Now, money is a bit tight but guess what, it is all worth it.

Another thing I have to give up or at least be cautious about is dating. Back then, I was dating someone whom my daughter got close to. They were spending time together and I was happy about it. Well, like I always say, life is volatile as it gets. Shit happened again and my daughter ended up being more devastated about what happened than me. After that, I swore to myself that I won’t introduce my daughter to anyone who doesn’t understand our situation. Being a father is more important to me than dating.

Finally, raising a daughter requires a lot of learning. A father raising a daughter on his own needs to fill two shoes. I have to learn how to be a father and at the same time be a mother and it could get pretty confusing most of the time. Being a solo parent sometimes needs you to be silly and sometimes stern. Sometimes it requires you to be a barbarian dressed up as a princess and play with dolls. Sometimes you have to be a wise sage ready to impart wisdom. I learned to switch from a stern fatherly role to a nurturing motherly figure.

To tell you the truth, I am ashamed of being a solo dad back then. I get flustered whenever the subject of the mother is brought into conversations. But I’m glad that I have found the resolve to overcome such things. It ain’t easy but being a solo dad made me a better man than I was. At long last, I’m starting to feel like I am in the hero of my own story.

A lot of things have happened since the day I figured out what name to give her, up to the moment she first opened her eyes. After so many heartbreaks, I found what it means to have a purpose in life. Despite the blood, sweat, and tears, I wouldn’t change a thing, I will forever be my little girl’s father.

To Courage and Freedom, and Daughters

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