I love this photo that Sarah took (along with some others you can see here) – especially the expression on Caleb’s face. I’m not quite sure he knows what to make of me. That’s true when I look at him sometimes, as well. I’m not really sure what to make of him. Just last week before I went off to work, I changed his diaper, dressed him for the day and put him down on his play mat for a few minutes and just stared at him: “Is this my son? Really? What in the world?!”
I know that people tend to talk about dads sometimes having a harder time bonding with their baby in the early weeks and months. If your partner is breastfeeding, there is that intimate connection between mother and child, and the father often feels a bit left out during that process – not being able to satisfy the needs of his son as much as mom can.
And then there is just the simple fact that babies are a hell of a lot of work. Sarah knows this more than I do, because she’s home with him for during the whole week, and so by the time I get home, she’s ready to hand him off to me. Unfortunately, I’ve been so busy, and stressed about work and getting used to a new job…that I’m not usually as excited as I should be to finally get in some good father/son time…which isn’t helpful to Sarah who really needs a break, and isn’t helpful to my own desire of having a close, intimate relationship with my son.
So I’d love to hear from other dads out there; what kinds of things were you able to do to help create a deeper connection between your infant and you during those first few weeks and months? For those of you who were dads a long time ago – what do you look back on as your fond memories with your baby?