*No one will ever be as pretty as my little girl.
*I’ll watch her favorite movies with her. Even if she wants to watch them three times in a row.
*I will hold her hand when she’s happy, and I will hold it when she’s sad. I will hold her hand always.
*I will help her buckle her seatbelt, because I want my little girl to be safe.
*I’ll help her brush her hair.
*I promise to learn the names of all her stuffed animals.
*I want to give her bubble baths! With candles! And rubber duckies!
*She will be Daddy’s angel. And Daddy’s princess. And Daddy’s spoiled little brat. And sometimes she will even be Daddy’s naughty little girl.
*I will tell her to eat her vegetables or else no ice cream (I’m a mean Daddy sometimes).
*I’ll help her reach for things that are too high up.
*We will go on picnics, and she will bring her favorite blanket and stuffed toy.
*I want to take her to parks, to the zoo, to open fields, and see her eyes widen with amazement.
*I’ll hold her hand when we cross the street together.
*I want to hear her say that boys are mean and no boy will ever be as awesome as her Daddy.
*She will sit on my lap because that is the safest place for a little girl.
*I will have many different bandaids for my little girl, because sometimes she’ll be in a princess mood, sometimes hello kitty, and sometimes SpongeBob. A kiss on top of a bandaid makes an ouchie go away.
*I want to come home to a little girl yelling “Daddy you’re home!” and coming to hug my arm.
*I will check under her little bed for monsters. No monsters will get to my little girl! I will fight them all off.
*I promise to never buy RoseArt crayons. Nothing less than Crayola for my babygirl.
*The worst punishments for my little girl are keeping smoochies from her. But when she is good again, I’ll give her twice as many.
*I will always protect my little girl.
*I want to tell her to stop pouting or else her face will get stuck like that and hear her giggle.
*We will go to PetsMart just to pet the kitties! Or puppies! Or both!
*I will talk to her about her hopes and dreams and I will make them all come true.
*I’ll color with her if she wants, because Daddies are still cooler and stronger than Superman even when they’re coloring.
*I will help her tie her shoes, even if it means I have to get on my knees. Daddies have to do that sometimes.
*I promise to hug her and shield her from the yucks when the world isn’t as happy as she wants it to be.
*If she’s being bratty, that means she wants attention. How can I not give attention to my little girl?!
*I’ll give her kisses good night, tuck her in, and tell her lots of stories.
*Daddies never break Daddy promises.
I just want to make her feel safe, and loved, and beautiful.
On a more serious note, I chose Daddy over Mommy for several reasons.
I am fighting some semi-serious, but definitely life-altering, health issues. My heart breaks when I think about having children one day. I most likely will never reproduce because I will not forgive myself if I pass down my crappy health genes to my children. Their pain will be my fault. I cannot see them in pain like mine. Being a Mommy will make me think of biological mommies, and that will make me sad.
On a more lighthearted note, I connect more with Daddies. I know what little girls want. The more time goes by, the more masculine I feel. I am genderfluid, and although I enjoy wearing dresses and heels, there is no feeling that compares to how I feel when I’m strapped and feeling like a man. I want to protect and love my little girl.
and yes, my Day 21 ended up being my Day 1 :)