My First Post
If I ask you to reference the word 'Parenting Kids' what would come to mind?
I asked several of my closest friends this and most of them answered the same thing: "My wife looking after them...",
and the rest who didn't give an answer similar to the one above, said: "Our nanny looking after our kids whilst we work our asses off...".
Since this is my first post I will be giving a 2-part post on this (a disclaimer that this is gonna be long) topic.
The first part would be an overview on the cultural norms on parenting in the Philippine society, and the 'why the heck am I writing this?'. The second part would be an introduction to my life and my family.
THE NORMS
In the Philippines, no matter how poor the family is, the main bread winner would still have to be the father. The mother would tend to the basic needs of the children while the father tries to break his neck to look for something to bring home for dinner. More often than not, us fathers are endowed with the natural responsibility to provide for the family, by any means necessary. Other instances require both parents to look for ways so that a family can have something to eat and something to pay the sitter by the end of the fifteen days. Some of my peers (who are fathers themselves) would raise hell with their wives when faced with the option of being the one to take care of the kids while she goes into the world and work for the family. I too was once like this. The whole 'Alpha Male' ego kicking-in... "Us guys were meant to toil!", "We were naturally equipped with the strength to carry the weight of responsibilities upon our shoulders...", and other reasons that denote the same thing. DISCLAIMER: This does not apply to ALL the fathers out there.
WHY THE HECK AM I WRITING THIS?
Well, it was difficult on my part at first. With the Alpha Male hormones running through my veins, I was frantic about being left alone with my first child (way back in 2004). Having no training, no instinct on what to do when things go this way and that, I had to figure them out one by one (ok, I had help from my wife) and soon enough I grew comfortable with the routines around the house. I just thought it would be a great idea to share some of these experiences with the rest of the dads out there who, in one way or another, can relate to this. Generally, this whole blogging thing is my release... from small victories over the challenges of being a parent down to the pent-up frustrations of trial and error method of taking charge at home.
I hope to hear from dads (and moms) about their own experiences and how they coped with the whole ordeal.
-CJ-
I asked several of my closest friends this and most of them answered the same thing: "My wife looking after them...",
and the rest who didn't give an answer similar to the one above, said: "Our nanny looking after our kids whilst we work our asses off...".
Since this is my first post I will be giving a 2-part post on this (a disclaimer that this is gonna be long) topic.
The first part would be an overview on the cultural norms on parenting in the Philippine society, and the 'why the heck am I writing this?'. The second part would be an introduction to my life and my family.
THE NORMS
In the Philippines, no matter how poor the family is, the main bread winner would still have to be the father. The mother would tend to the basic needs of the children while the father tries to break his neck to look for something to bring home for dinner. More often than not, us fathers are endowed with the natural responsibility to provide for the family, by any means necessary. Other instances require both parents to look for ways so that a family can have something to eat and something to pay the sitter by the end of the fifteen days. Some of my peers (who are fathers themselves) would raise hell with their wives when faced with the option of being the one to take care of the kids while she goes into the world and work for the family. I too was once like this. The whole 'Alpha Male' ego kicking-in... "Us guys were meant to toil!", "We were naturally equipped with the strength to carry the weight of responsibilities upon our shoulders...", and other reasons that denote the same thing. DISCLAIMER: This does not apply to ALL the fathers out there.
WHY THE HECK AM I WRITING THIS?
Well, it was difficult on my part at first. With the Alpha Male hormones running through my veins, I was frantic about being left alone with my first child (way back in 2004). Having no training, no instinct on what to do when things go this way and that, I had to figure them out one by one (ok, I had help from my wife) and soon enough I grew comfortable with the routines around the house. I just thought it would be a great idea to share some of these experiences with the rest of the dads out there who, in one way or another, can relate to this. Generally, this whole blogging thing is my release... from small victories over the challenges of being a parent down to the pent-up frustrations of trial and error method of taking charge at home.
I hope to hear from dads (and moms) about their own experiences and how they coped with the whole ordeal.
-CJ-
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