A while back, the parenting world was bombarded by a movement that poked fun at Dads everywhere. Commercials, jokes, ads, blogs, etc. Everyone was talking about what a “doofus” the bumbling, well-meaning but clueless Dad was.
Then there was a movement against it. The truth came to light. Dads are involved now. They’re hands-on. They do everything and are good at it, too. Dads go above and beyond these days. And while this is so very true… It’s also not true.
I agree whole-heartedly that you are wonderful, Dads. You really, truly are.
But where’s Mom’s credit?
Here’s what I mean. When my husband rolls around on the floor with our kids, takes them to skating or ballet lessons, gets up early with them and puts them to bed (all things he does very, very well) – he’s an awesome, amazing, hands-on Dad. (And he is).
But when I do these things, I’m just a Mom. I’m doing what I’m supposed to.
When I’m making lunches, taking them to doctor and dentist appointments, keeping track of show & share days and school slips and birthday parties, taking them to get new shoes, making sure they have Valentine’s Day cards, or a green outfit for St. Paddy’s Day – I’m being a Mom. It’s normal for me to get up with them in the night, start my day at 6am and never stop until they’re fast asleep, play on the floor, wipe bums, colour, do their laundry, make up games, get them lunch and dinner and water and more cheese.
And please don’t get me wrong – I love to do this. I really do. (As long as I can have my morning coffee first). My husband does his fair share. But sometimes there’s a difference in how this is perceived. To some, my husband is seen as going above and beyond. To some, I’m just doing my job.
Do we really have to wait until our kids are adults to be truly, truly appreciated? To have someone tell us we’re doing a great job? Maybe I’m just tired and run down (darn cold) and feeling sensitive. But I think it would be nice to hear someone tell my husband “Wow, she’s really an involved, hands-on Mom, isn’t she? And she changes diapers, too!?”
Again, I think my husband is amazing. He really is a great Dad and I love the kind of father my daughters have. They’re incredibly lucky. Dads are so important and there’s no denying their involvement. It’s pretty much the norm for my generation to see Dad’s as engaged in almost everything when it comes to kids.
It just wouldn’t hurt to hear Moms get some love, too.
About the Author:
Heather Dixon is a copywriter at Mabel’s Labels, a smoothie aficionado, a runner and a Mom to three highly advanced little girls (according to her husband and her).