Most men have the physical ability to father children. Not all men make good fathers. The exact same can also be said of woman.
I am very aware that the majority of my readers are of the female variety. I am in no way putting woman down or saying that any of the following things can only be carried out by the male species. In fact it is the exact opposite.
What I do want to do though is particularly honour those men who are bucking the trend by supporting, nurturing, caring and standing by not only the mothers of their children but also their very unique, and at times very challenging, children. Those very fathers who have perhaps had to give up jobs, lost careers, livelihoods, friends, and positions, to be there full-time for their child or children who may never live independently, or be employed, or get married. It takes courage, bravery, and strength to father a child who may never call you daddy, who you may never teach to play sport or see graduate from university. This is for all those men and for all those woman having to find the courage to be a man too.
Because it takes a man to be patient with a child who has yet to learn his own name.
It takes a man to still dress your child and carry out intimate care on your son or daughter beyond the age when a father or mother would be expected to.
It takes a man to teach your child right from wrong when their body is many years older than their mind.
It takes a man to try to teach your child to walk safely when they are pulling at your clothes and screaming at you.
It takes a man to wipe your child’s tears away and hug them after cleaning up their bodily waste from walls, bedding, toys and their own body. It takes a man to refrain from shouting when anger bubbles inside you.
It takes a man to sit at the level of your child and gently support them to do tasks a child many years younger is able to do without hesitation. It takes a man to push his own personal choices aside and allow the child to create how they want, knowing they will never win any competitions or awards for their endeavours.
It takes a man to take pride in a simple scribble when other men are boasting of their offsprings masterpieces.
It takes a man to keep pushing a grown child in a swing designated for babies and watch other people stare.
It takes a man to be willing to push your beloved child in a wheelchair and not be ashamed.
It takes a man to be willing to fight for your child because they have no ability to do it themselves.
It takes a man to attend meetings dominated by females who are not always willing to listen.
It takes a man to be willing to sit up with your child right through the night, watch the same ten seconds of whatever it may be on repeat over and over again, and make the same meals day in day out.
It takes a man to be willing to clean, wash, iron and cook to allow the mum a break.
It takes a man to continually take your child to hospital appointment after hospital appointment and still have no answers.
Raising any child takes courage. Raising a disabled child takes extra courage. It takes bravely, strength, control, dignity, patience, character, and vigour. It takes a man or a woman of valour and power.
It doesn’t just take a man. It makes a man too.