The Hardest Thing Fatherhood Has Taught Me

There’s this common belief that once you get married, it’s not just about you anymore.

While this is true, so much of sharing your life with another human is spent living your life. (I’d probably drive my wife crazy if my life completely revolved around her, she likes her space.)

This belief is then amplified once you become a parent, it’s not just about you anymore.

Leading up to my son’s birth I believed part of this statement. However, there was a part of me that still thought it couldn’t be totally true.

I was wrong.

This little human looks up to me. He’s blind to all my faults and imperfections. He trusts me 110%. He is my life.

As amazing as this is, the hardest thing fatherhood has taught me is that my dreams, my ambitions, my actions aren’t about me anymore.

I’ve spent the past 7 years creating content for the internet to read, watch, and/or learn. I’ve cultivated my personal brand amassing followers, readers, and likes.

I’ve interacted with hundreds (maybe thousands) of people across the globe.

And yet, at the end of the day, none of that compares to holding my beautiful blue-eyed, blond curly-haired boy.

It’s not about me.

It’s hard to understand, it’s difficult to accept, but it’s the best feeling in the world.