{"id":837,"date":"2005-06-19T10:52:01","date_gmt":"2005-06-19T17:52:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kattywilly.com\/blog\/?p=837"},"modified":"2005-06-19T10:52:01","modified_gmt":"2005-06-19T17:52:01","slug":"ramblings-of-a-father","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.kattywilly.com\/blog\/?p=837","title":{"rendered":"Ramblings of a Father"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This morning Halley talked about <a href=\"http:\/\/halleyscomment.blogspot.com\/2005\/06\/being-someones-wife.html\">Being Someone&#8217;s Wife<\/a>.<br \/>\nAs I have recently met some divorced women I have wondered why Cindy<br \/>\nand I got along better than these women who for some reason or another<br \/>\ndidn&#8217;t.  Halley talks about being a wife, I agree with the things<br \/>\nshe says about wifedom.  In our relationship Cindy was a smart,<br \/>\nintelligent, a scholar as well as beautiful, funny and loving<br \/>\nperson.  She spent many years studying to be a dietitian, and then<br \/>\nwent on to study more and get a graduate degree in Health<br \/>\nEducation.  She also studied and learned and earned credentials<br \/>\nthat allowed her to be a Diabetes Educator.<\/p>\n<p>I have a 2 year AS degree from a Junior College that took me almost 4 years to finish going to school at night.  <\/p>\n<p>The part I find most interesting is that I ended up with salaries that<br \/>\nwere two or three times more than the amounts Cindy was able to make in<br \/>\nthe health care field.  But she always worked hard to maintain her<br \/>\ncredentials and move forward in her career.  I think we both had<br \/>\nthe feeling that there would come a day when all that hard work and<br \/>\nstudy would pay off for her.<\/p>\n<p>In Cindy&#8217;s case much of this was done while she was fulfilling her role<br \/>\nas a mother to our daughters.  And that role wasn&#8217;t just getting<br \/>\nthe girls off to school and spending the rest of the day relaxing with<br \/>\nfriends eating bonbons.  She volunteered at the girls school,<br \/>\nworked many part time jobs in her field, all the while studying and<br \/>\nearning continuing education credits to maintain her credentials, and<br \/>\non top of that she did all the usual chores of keeping a house running<br \/>\nsmoothly.  Grocery shopping, bill paying, house cleaning, laundry,<br \/>\ncar pools, brownie troop leader, etc, etc.  In other words she was<br \/>\njust like many moms in this world.  She was a woman, mother,<br \/>\nhealth professional, and a wife.<\/p>\n<p>So here I was the working Dad that for many years worked long hours<br \/>\ndeveloping and installing computer systems.  Fresh out of Jr.<br \/>\nCollege with an AS degree you feel like you should take what you can<br \/>\nget and make the best of it.  I did that for several years working<br \/>\nlong hours and traveling.  When we were ready to have children,<br \/>\nboth emotionally and economically, I was still working those long hours<br \/>\nand traveling.  And then I got the call from Cindy in the middle<br \/>\nof the night.  I was in a motel in Connecticut while on a business<br \/>\ntrip.  She had called to tell me that her water broke. It was a<br \/>\nmonth before her due date and I needed to get there as soon as<br \/>\npossible.  I called the airline and got tickets for the first<br \/>\nflight out which wasn&#8217;t going to leave until the next morning.  I<br \/>\ndidn&#8217;t sleep that night.  I remember pacing around that motel room<br \/>\nall night stopping every few minutes to watch some bizarre old movie<br \/>\nthat was on TV.  It was one of the longest nights of my<br \/>\nlife.  During the night Cindy started into labor and by morning I<br \/>\nwas calling the nurses station at each stop to see how Cindy was<br \/>\ndoing.  Lindsey was <a href=\"http:\/\/www.gpnotebook.co.uk\/cache\/-26542013.htm\">footling breech<\/a><br \/>\nand they were preparing for a delivery by C-Section. The medical staff<br \/>\nsaid they would wait as long as they could to try and give me an<br \/>\nopportunity to get there in time.  In the end I only missed<br \/>\nLindsey&#8217;s birth by a few hours.<\/p>\n<p>I changed jobs when Cindy became pregnant with our second daughter to<br \/>\nmake sure that I wouldn&#8217;t have to experience my next daughter&#8217;s birth<br \/>\nover the phone to the nurses station. Cindy&#8217;s second pregnancy was even<br \/>\nmore exciting than the first one with Chelsey trying to come way too<br \/>\nearly at 27 weeks and <a href=\"http:\/\/radio.weblogs.com\/0100146\/stories\/2005\/02\/27\/aLittleGiftIFound.html\">Cindy spent much of that pregnancy bed ridden laying on her left side<\/a>.<br \/>\nChelsey ended up being born with a relatively normal delivery and proud<br \/>\ndad was in attendance in person rather than by phone.<\/p>\n<p>What does all this have to do with relationships and why Cindy and I<br \/>\nhad a relationship that was able to survive all those years?  I&#8217;m<br \/>\nnot sure, but I think it had more to do with Cindy than it did<br \/>\nme.  She made me the Father that I am today, and she made my<br \/>\ndaughters the amazing young women they are.  The ones who got up<br \/>\nearly this morning to make me breakfast in bed, and give me gifts that<br \/>\nare more valuable than any present that I could buy for them to give<br \/>\nme.  \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This morning Halley talked about Being Someone&#8217;s Wife. As I have recently met some divorced women I have wondered why Cindy and I got along better than these women who for some reason or another didn&#8217;t. 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