"Infantryman to a changing diaper mommy"

life works in mysterious ways that seem to meet me quit frequently. Never in my wildest dreams would I imagine been the stereo-typical stay at home mom. What the fuck? I have a penis and I'm a mom.

Yep, as we speak I am a stay at home mom. Roots coming from a good kid in the beginning then graduating to a stoner with a G.E.D. My four year college degree was from the Army. Graduation was held in Mosul, Iraq for a year. Twelve received their diplomas posthumously.

Maybe one should plan their lives accordingly, but if one does that then they are going to missed out on what life has to offer for the unexpected. Take my case, after been fired from my job I discovered the best job on earth. Taking care of my daughters. Not just from a dad's point of view, but rather from a mom's point of view now. I'm honored to be experiencing it, yet I know the day will come when my kids won't need their mommy. That's not a very pleasant feeling.

My life hasn't been really planned out, just moments of life that have shape the man I am.
Infantry man to a diaper changing mommy.

Make sure that my adorable Makayla wakes up on time on a school day. I know she's clever and knows that I don't need to turn the water on for her or carry her from the bed to the bathroom, but I'm capable and willing to do that for her. I seek and find the little things that will Makayla know the undying love I have for her.

Out on the balcony on the third floor, lets me watch her from a short distance. I like to think that I'm on guard duty. As always guard duty blows, but it must be done. One never knows of the shit that might happen. Daddy can make it in five seconds or less to bus stop if need be. Down below on the bus stop, she gets to act like a regular first grader. One down, one more to go, back to bed for mom. Time is 7:30am.

I swear Miraya got a internal alarm clock. Not really fully asleep, I can hear her come into my room. It's not because I got killer hearing far from that, it's because her bunny gives her away. Cute little stuff white beat up bunny that rattles, that bunny is her blankly. Sometimes I think she shakes her bunny nice and loud for me to hear her. Miraya is greeted with a "morning baby, I love you" and I get in return a "moning daddy" I could not ask for a better wake up. Get my ass out of bed now. Time is 8:03am.

Throughout the day I see Miraya learn about life. By watching her favorite shows or just having a moment with me. We bond through the day, just by doing silly things. Reading a Dora book, but no need to really read it. Instead I talk about the scene on the pages. I do this because I want her to see what the characters looks like, and ask what colors she sees. I try to keep it as close to the story line that my imagination allows me. We might read the same book 10 times and every time it's different from the last. The only things that don't change on the book are the pink diamond, white bunny, black penguins, gray kitty, snow butterflies, frozen lake. Ice skating and finally dancing.

Time 2:50 pm. Time for mom and Miraya to get to the bus stop. Miraya gets excited about meeting her big sister at the bus stop. She greets her with a big hug as Makayla makes it out of the bus. I stand back and watch. Life is good to me. Here she comes, a full discharge of energy coming my way. Makayla moves Miraya after her hug and she charges full speed ahead, ready or not she's jumping on me for a hug.

I am the mom of the family now, and what do moms do? They join the P.T.A, and so will I.