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My wife and I got into an argument today regarding some photos we took of our 2 month old twin daughters. I shared a photo to our family chat of the girls doing some nappy free time. My wife has since said I shouldn’t have shared them. I grew up in a family where it was never an issue, little cousins running around naked all the time. We have naked photos of me as a kid in our family albums? Have I done the wrong thing?

Yep, I’m planning to do a skin to skin when my baby is born. Will I have a problem with a hairy ass chest? Will it be weird to ask for it as a dad?

Gentlemen (and all other caretakers of tiny anarchists),

My son is 18 months. He likes climbing. He is enjoying his initial steps into physics. Swing legs forward to go backward, etc.

He was standing on his stool contraption. It lets him be at chest level to our kitchen island. He was snacking, watching mom chop some veggies.

He put his feet up on the cross bar and his butt on the top bar. I’m around the corner of the island.

“Feet down, little burrito” I say. He smiles, ignores me, and leans back. As it turns out, he doesn’t have the core strength to keep himself upright.

Time slows. I’m seeing a Million Dollar Baby situation unfolding. My son is going directly to the floor, neck-first.

I haven’t moved so fast in a decade. Didn’t even put down the drink I was opening. Just scooped him mid-air with my off-hand. I’m nimble like a jungle cat.

DID YOU SEE THAT SHIT?!

Yes, my wife saw. She was impressed with my athleticism.

My son was cool for a moment until he melted down because it was scary. I wrapped him up in a hug and comforted him.

Unsuccessfully.

He wanted mom snugs. She worked her magic.

Anyway, cheers to my fellow dads doing the work to keep these little barbarians happy, healthy, and safe.

Round 2 LFG

3 nights on this back breaker. Just became a proud dad to 2 baby girls. Thanks to everyone on this forum, love the vibe!

Asking for a friend myself.

My daughter is 4, and we just had a boy. I don't post on here often but I'm excited and so happy to have the whole set, just need a white picket fence and a golden retriever to have the quintessential family life.

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Apologies for the ramble…Our twins turn 1 week old in just about an hour. We’ve had 4 trips to the pediatrician this week since being discharged as they were born about 3 weeks early and statistically aren’t premature, but only by a hair. My MIL has been around to help and my folks have been our 1 trick meal train. Wife is starting feel overwhelmed, her mom leaves tomorrow but my folks will be here another month. I feel bad haven’t spent as much time with our toddler or animals this week and am feeling sort of melancholy. All the dogs and humans in the house are sleeping and I’m on guard duty, watching over the twins. I’m excited, scared, feeling a bit bored being up by myself — what types of quiet hobbies have you discovered in similar circumstances? I’ve got books to read but get pretty sleepy eyed after an hour of that.

Ain't nothing worse than watching you kid give up before he tries. My 5y is just learning to read right? They learn all these fun sight words and he gets so proud because he can read them off his list the teacher sends home. Then when we go to read his little library book he got, all the confidence goes and he's like 🤷🏾‍♂️. Drives me bonkers but we work through it with some laughs and a little frustration on both ends.

Hi guys, first time poster here. I have a little over a month off from work. The wife will be home on leave (elementary school teacher) until the spring or summer. How did you guys split up night feedings and taking care of the newborn. My girl was born 6 days, not going to lie its actually been really easy with the both of us home. I know when I go back to work its going to be bad for the both of us.

I finally got back to the disc golf course with my son for the first time since he was born pretty much. After watching me throw a few drives my 2yo grabbed one of my discs and ran over to a tree to make sure he hit it.

How have your toddlers unintentionally roasted you?

Just checking in with others to see how my little guy is doing, and maybe what I could be doing better on.

My son 13 months and has been walking more and more every day. He babbles a lot, says “dada” a lot but not in reference to me or anything, he just says it all the time while he’s walking around. He seems to be a long way away from comprehending anything, or communicating in any way other than biting, crying, etc. He doesn’t know what “no” means, but this is probably more so because I haven’t tried very hard to teach him any words. I usually just encourage babbling and mimicking whatever sounds he is making. He loves playing peekaboo, often with the curtains. If I say peekaboo randomly, sometimes he crawls over to the curtains and hides behind them. He recognizes certain things, like if I lay a blanket on the floor he will grab it so I can pull him around the house. He’s really good at throwing things, because I really encourage it. I can roll him a ball, he can grab it and throw it back (kind of) consistently. He at least aims back at me consistently, but his throws are all over the place. I also laugh a lot with him and he repeats things that I laugh at to keep me laughing. He claps when I clap, laughs when I laugh. He has never pointed to anything, or waved goodbye.

What were your kids doing at 13 months? Pretty much the same thing? Or a lot of them saying words and actually meaning what they say? How did you teach your kids “no”? My son sees it as a challenge and gets a mischievous look on his face, then repeats. He’s definitely testing the waters, but just repeating “no” hasn’t worked and taking the thing away seems like the best/only option.

Hey fellow dads,

Today, I had one of the most emotional moments of my life – I taught my son how to ride a bike. It might seem like a small thing, but for some reason, it stirred up so much pride and emotion in me. Growing up, my dad wasn’t around to do these things with me, and since I was a kid, I’ve always dreamed of being the kind of dad who could be there for my own son in all the ways I missed out on.

Watching him overcome his fear and finally achieve something we worked so hard on together was incredible. The hug we shared afterward, seeing him burst with joy and pride in himself… it was the most rewarding experience of my life. In that moment, I felt like I was doing something right – not just for him but for the kid I used to be who wished for this kind of moment with his own dad.

Being able to open up these experiences for him feels like it’s healing old wounds I didn’t even realize were still there. I’m proud of him, and I’m proud of every dad out here working hard to be better than what we had growing up. It’s not always easy, but it’s worth every second.

Just wanted to share that with you all. We’re all in this together, striving to be the dads we never had. Much love and respect to all of you – keep being amazing.

Between the constant whining, trying to eat while feeding him, food thrown on the floor, and recently having to offer 10 things to get him to eat enough i’m just over it. I don’t even want to eat half the time bc i’m just annoyed.

I’ll admit I can be a prideful dude, and it’s hard for me to admit I might be struggling a bit with my own postpartum depression (it sounds silly when I say it, but maybe that’s my pride talking).

It came to a head today when my wife told me I make comments a lot about “how things used to be.” I’m not mad at her for bringing it up because she’s right, but it was a reality check. I know for a fact I am struggling with that, and now just starting to admit it.

I love my baby very much (3 months old) and wouldn’t trade her for the world but man I am STRUGGLING to adjust to this new lifestyle. The things I used to enjoy doing are just not possible anymore (or if they are possible, it becomes a logistical nightmare to the point where it isn’t enjoyable). My baby is my whole world while at the same time it feels like a piece of me died, it sounds absolutely nutty to say but that’s how I feel. I miss seeing my friends whenever, I miss fun outings on a whim, I especially miss spending quality time with my wife. How did you guys cope with these feelings if you had them? Does it get better/easier to start having “fun” again? On top of that all, I feel absolutely run into the ground with all the cleaning, cooking, working etc. which I am 1000% happy to undertake because my wife is a superstar at taking care of our baby but it’s starting to wear me out.

I really hope this post doesn’t come off as selfish, I genuinely am accepting that I’m struggling and I want advice from those who get it. I’ll keep talking about it with my wife as well but the perspective of dads who’ve been there done that would be valuable to me.

So, my wife and I are in a disagreement. She's been dressing our daughters (twins) in full gear since they were born. I'm talking bodysuit, socks, pants, shirts, cardigans, shoes and a bow or hat everyday. Not only when we take them out for walks in town or whatever, but at home too. It's all the time. To me a simple pajamas with sockies is all they ever need. At least for now. They don't walk, so they don't need shoes. If they don't wear shoes they don't need socks. They'll be in diapers for at least another year, so why do I have to remove three layers of clothing before I can even get to the diaper to check IF it needs changing? If I put them in PJ's my wife takes the kids and change them into "real clothes". It's driving me insane.

He comes and takes away all remaining Halloween candy, so he can feed it to the elves. If we don't let Santa take away the rest of the candy, the elves won't have enough calories to make toys.

We want to take our son, who will be almost 4 months old, to a hockey game. Have any of you all taken a baby that young to an event like that? If so what’s a good brand/style of ear protection and what were your experiences like?

According to my 4yo, arguing in favor of one more piece of Halloween candy before bed. How can I argue with that?? 😂

So we’ve spent the last week potty training, following (with personalized adaptations) the Oh Crap! Book that I see recommended here. We had ups and downs in the first day but from then on we’ve had nothing but success!! Even his nap and sleep diapers are largely dry! So pleased with our little guys progress in 4 days! I don’t have anyone else to tell this to that will care so, here I am!

I (34m) and my wife (34f) have been together for 11 years, and just celebrated our 5 year wedding anniversary. We have 15 month old son. We have a great life. She is the best wife and mom ever. Our son is walking and talking, is a total cutie. I have a business that was just on the Canadian Dragon's Den. Life is going exactly to plan.

Until about 10 days ago, when my wife got a call from her GP that her breast ultrasound was irregular and we had to come in immediately. What was thought to have been a clogged milk duct is in fact a fist sized tumor and the lymphnodes in her armpit are inflamed.

We saw the chief of surgery about 2 hrs after, and when I asked about a lumpectomy, she said she was very concerned and that the tumor is too big to remove. She has been having tests ever since. At best weve caught this about 8 months in. Ultrasounds since April havent raised any alarm vells, or whomever was reading them didnt catch it. Whatever, i cant dwell on that right now. We get answers on the exact type and treatment Tuesday.

I am being strong for her, but I am also being realistic. I am definitely the worrier, planner, decision maker etc. of the two of us and I am not ready to lose her. I am not ready to be a single dad. I am so scared and the weight of all of this is crushing me. We have struggled and sacrificed everything for over 10 years and finally are living the life we've worked so hard for.

To my fellow men... I'm looking for anything that will keep me upright.

We have two sons, 4mo and 21mo. I took the boys for a walk around the lake by our house. The 4mo old had a blowout that went all the way up his back. I changed him in the trunk of our suv and threw out the old onesie. Later on I was giving my 21mo a bath. He had been constipated the last couple days and had a huge poop in his bathtub.

I’m proud of myself. I didn’t even flinch once and was able to clean up everything properly. I have become a hardened poop cleaning machine.

So the kid got his first flu, puked twice once beginning of the day while we were heading out, last time mid day outside. He’s eating better for now but still feel crappy, no temp.. I have been sick with some virus for 3 days that’s not the flu, covid, or Rhinovirus. Head pressure, sore throat, and stuffed nose. My wife is the only one holding up the team. I couldn’t t do it without her. I have been trying to help out with cleaning puke and holding him so she can have a break. It’s rough over here. Also home football team is losing 😂