Sunday, March 14, 2010

Prologue for the Book

It has been 6 months of looking after Aleeshya and all I know is that I am exhausted, my work quality has started to deteriorate and my wife is at the brink of passing out from fatigue and our wonderful little girl is still a handful. Am I doing something wrong here or do other fathers also go through this? So, off I went to a major bookstore near my workplace in search for a book on a father’s experience in juggling work, spouse and child. There I am at the parenting section, 5 shelves full of books on parenting - 6 rows per shelf and a about 40 books per row. “Excellent. There is bound to be something here”, I say to myself. Alas, of the 1,200 books on parenting, there were only 3 books relevant to fatherhood experiences. Hence, I bought all 3 and also set myself on track to putting down my personal experiences in the hope that other fathers like me might not feel so alone, frustrated and guilty during this irreplaceable period of their life.
The book is not meant to be a guide on raising children. It is a book on the myriad experiences of a new dad and the jumble of emotions he feels as he plods through the first six months of his daughters life. It is hoped that by sharing his experiences, other new dads who have no clue of what to do need not feel guilty for their feelings of frustration. Any facts described in the book is either from personal experiences or secondary information from friends and family.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Should I Or Shouldn't I

Husband: Recently, I have been thinking about writing a book.
Wife: So, what do I know about writing a book?
Husband: Absolutely nothing.
Wife: What will you write about then?
Husband: About our experiences raising baby girl ... but a little skewed towards what fathers go through.
Wife: You sure someone wants to read about that?
Husband: I don't know. I know I would. However, no one seems to have written much about it. So, should I?

- What do you think? -

p.s. The conversation transpired completely in the author's mind and is in no way a reflection of his loving albeit somewhat exhausted wife.