My dad was there the whole journey. I would definitely classify him as a "chill" dad.
Here is my father's perspective to how I was conceived:
Girls are rare in our family. We are five and I have only one sister. So, when my wife gave birth to my eldest child and it is a boy, I was not surprised because of our family history of four boys and one girl. When the time came that my wife and I planned to have a second child, I was unaware that she asked her ob-gyne how to conceive a baby girl. And as the story goes, with the medical instruction of her doctor, my wife will inform me if it’s time to have physical contact. I myself was doubtful of what her doctor taught her but my wife followed the instruction religiously and as God fearing individuals, after our first contact, we both prayed that God will give us a baby girl because we really planned on having two kids for a family. When my wife was pregnant, I was doubtful that she is bearing a baby girl because her physical looks was the same when she was pregnant with our son. But, when she was sonographed, it was confirmed that it is a girl, I still have second thoughts. So, when we were buying baby clothes I told her to buy neutral colors because I am still in doubt of our baby's sex. But knowing that my wife's doctor is a top notch ob- gyne, I kept my feelings and opinion to myself. So, when my wife gave birth to a 7.2 lbs baby girl, I was speechless and thank God that our prayers were answered. She was born on the day of my mother's birth date. Such the second name Faye, in honor of my mom's nickname of Feny. And as a child, I was blessed that she rarely gets sick. To my only daughter, I always thank God with her achievements and keeps on praying and hoping that with God's help; she will be successful in all her undertakings.
On the other side of the spectrum, my father is more lax and chill and doesn't hover like my mother. He is the eldest in his family and though I don't know much of his story because he rarely tells it, he also lived a rather hard life. His mother was a mother but her sole attention was his husband, my grandfather, who at that time was a politician and a playboy.
My father is a quiet being but when it reached its tipping point even my mother is afraid of him. My father is the one who comforts me when my mother can't. He is the one who is by my side when I'm at the hospital because my mother is the bread winner of the family.
In all the men I have met, his jokes are always the one I love the best. No one can compare to him. That is what my mother loved about him, I guess (One thing about my family is we don't tell stories much because my parents are either busy or tired of work) .
I had this phase where I was acting like a tomboy and he scolded me about it. Now though he is more cautious about me being a girl for once because that is what fathers fear the most right? Their daughters being a lady and finding a guy. You know the rest. I am a bit curious as to what will happen if I bring a guy to him and how he will take it. Much so if the guy breaks my heart, will my dad be this war machine who will rein vengeance and spite all boys who come near his daughter or will he be this chill dad who will comfort his daughter and be on a look out. The former is a bit extreme but knowing my father, he will be both depending on the level of heart break I endured.
Mt dad is like any other dad who likes the Eagles, drink beer and watches basketball and boxing. He is also the one who approves to me entering a sport when my mother disapproves of it.
We also have things non-verbal communication where every time my mother scolds me or the family, I just look at him and smile a goofy smile and he will smile his own goofy smile and we just laugh it off.
And as much as I hate to admit. I am a daddy's girl.
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