I started staying at home in 2008 and was terrified. We had just moved from Chicago, where I had lived for 33 years -- to upstate New York, away from family, friends, babysitters I knew and trusted, and away from a community I loved. I had to reset everything about my life. I had resigned after being a teacher in public schools for 10 years and was giving all of that up to stay at home with our kids, who at the time were three and 21 months old. My first week was rough as my son broke his collarbone in a city where I was unfamiliar with where the hospital was and couldn't get a hold of my … [Read more...]
Stay-at-home dad? Work-at-home dad? Active-at-home dad (made that one up)?
Regardless of your at-home "status," join us at the 19th Annual At-Home Dads Convention in Denver, Colo., to connect with and learn from some of the best dads around the country.
Connect: First and foremost, this is a great weekend to bond with other dads like you whether they are brand-new to parenting or seasoned veterans that have been home with their kids for 10+ years.
“Wanna do it SELF! Wanna do it SELF! Wanna do it SELF!” She thrashes like an angry crocodile caught in a net. “Sienna, calm down!” I say, my frustration near boiling over. “You can’t change your diaper by yourself!” Poop leaks everywhere as she flails. I take a deep breath wishing to skip potty training (which we haven’t even started yet) and go right to whatever craziness comes next. We might be a couple of days away from the Fourth of July, but my daughter's in the throes of a sudden independence streak. She wants to do everything herself: open doors; use silverware (if I can … [Read more...]
I remember the release of Mr. Mom, the 1983 movie starring Michael Keaton that posited the question, “What if mom went to work and dad had to take care of the house and kids?” A big laugh fest back in the day. Dad struggled at first, and the house and kids’ lives fell apart. To most people at the time, this was not surprising. But then it clicked for him. Keaton's character shaved off his scruffy beard, fed the family and got the kids to school on time. He showed the love and sensitivity his son needed to convince the boy to throw away his dirty old security blanket. In the end, … [Read more...]
I dreamed for years of owning a Harley Davidson motorcycle. I’d spend hours and hours flipping through a catalogue trying to figure which “Hog” I’d buy and which leather saddlebags I’d drape over it. My desire would peak whenever I happened by two Harleys passing one another in opposite directions on the road because their riders would inevitably nod or wave to each other as they zipped by. There’s a special connection, an unspoken Harley brotherhood, and – brother – I wanted to join. My life did not take a path where I could throttle that Harley throne. Instead, I walk the New York City … [Read more...]