Very soon, I will be deploying with my Army unit to Afghanistan in support of Operation Enduring Freedom. During my deployment, I’m going to try and cover a new angle of daddy parenthood that could use the kind of juice that we’re known for at 8BD. Of course, what couldn’t use the kind of juice we’re known for at 8BD.
I’ve covered military stories before, but in this new arc of posts I’m going to try and cover aspects of parenting itself that fall outside of the traditional life-pattern for nuclear families, and I’m going to do it from my own individual point of view. I basically want to acknowledge that there are a lot of ways to be a father. There are a lot of good dudes who try parenting without being able to be beside their children every day: divorced parents who visit on weekends, travelling workmen, and – of course – deployed dads.
Because, let’s face it, we can’t ALL be work-at-home snobs who feel justified in criticizing other dads just because we change an occasional diaper and help our kids play hookey. No, some of us have to wake up at “oh-dark-thirty” to schlep into work, and some of us have to try parenting via Skype while we work under rocket fire somewhere halfway around the world.