To My Daughters’ Daddy

My mom was a single mom. I know a few single moms. And honest to goodness, I just don’t know how they do it. Raising kids is hard. I mean really hard.

Why nobody ever tells you how hard it’s really going to be is totally beyond me. They should. It’s only fair. But they don’t and so blindly you go into this wild ride of parenthood.

A Really Good Daddy

But I’m so very lucky that I get to have my husband – my daughters’ daddy --joining me on this crazy ride. Because let me tell you, he’s a really good daddy. He’s the kind of daddy that never wants to be away from his family. The kind that rushes home after work to be with us – no matter how crazy it is (or how grumpy mommy is) when he walks through the door.

He single-handedly sleep trained our older daughter getting up in the middle of the night for months on end while she cried and cried. He put our younger daughter to bed for months while I handled the older daughter who was going through her “mommy” thing. He gets up every other day with our crazy 2-year-old, who still isn’t a great sleeper and often is up for the day at 5, sometimes 4am.

If I had to be the one to wake up with her every day alone, I don’t know how I’d do it. I can’t even imagine how I would handle that every day and then deal with both girls all day long. At least my husband shares the load, giving me every other day off to sleep in a little until ooh, maybe 6:30 or 7am.

He Even Plays Barbies

But it means the world to me. It means more than my husband will ever know. That my daughters have that kind of dad.  He’s the kind of dad who knows that it’s up to him to be the best role model for our daughters so that they don’t end up marrying bums. He knows the weight of that responsibility and takes it very much to heart. He’s the kind of dad who already started college funds for both kids and has been slowly building them up to a not so insignificant amount over the last four years.

He’s the kind of dad that plays Barbies for hours on end and in fact our oldest daughter says that Daddy is THE BEST at playing Barbies. Because he is patient, he is fun, he is creative and because he doesn’t try to clean up other toys while playing like mommy always does.

How did I get so lucky? How did my girls get so blessed to have a dad who loves them so much and who would do absolutely anything for his family? I don’t know what I did to deserve it but I want to make sure to say Happy Father’s Day to My Daughters’ Daddy and I hope you know much we all love you and how very much you mean to your girls – all three of us.

Jennifer Oxenford is a Lansdowne, PA mom. This post is adapted from her blog at, which she founded.

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