I’ve officially been a stay-at-home dad for a full year! Although I occasionally feel insecure about money, and Michelle deals with the creeping guilt of a working mom, we clearly made the right decision. When I first took over as primary caregiver, the girls were helpless invalids, seemingly incapable of locomotion. Under my care, they’ve made huge strides physically, intellectually and emotionally. Penny started walking at 10 months, and has now blossomed into a world class dancer. She may not be the most technically sound but she’s an undeniably bold, innovative, and creative artist. Clemmy may not be as physically gifted as Penny, but Clemmy fake reads at a 6th grade level — admissions officers from the top Ivy League schools are clamoring for her attention.
To be honest, I’ve never been more exhausted in my life, but I wouldn’t trade the experience for anything. Also, I’m treated like a superhero in my neighborhood. Wherever I go with the girls, I’m showered with glowing praise: “Look at daddy with the girls!” “You’re doing that all by yourself?!” “My husband could never take care of one baby, let alone two.” “Your wife’s a lucky lady.” A local school teacher was so impressed she said that I should be on a poster. On the other hand, I’ve also been ridiculed more than any time in my life. Recently, while walking the girls, a car honked, and these dudes shouted, “Yo, you a faggot!” They drove away before I could respond. I wanted to shout “SCOREBOARD!”, while pointing to the babies. Of course, I also have to deal with trolls like Jeff, who believe “stay-at-home dads are a cancer.” Sorry, Jeff — I’m a bloody hero — if anyone’s a cancer on society it’s clearly you.
Of course, guys like Jeff represent an outdated and painfully ignorant school of thought. For a brief period of human history, dads worked to support the family, while moms stayed home to raise the children. In that time, countless women were forced to abandon lucrative careers — to the detriment of the household — just to avoid the shame or abuse that would befall them. After scraping such antiquated conventions, we’re now free to do what is best for the family. Call me old-fashioned, but I believe family is the backbone of society.