I am not sure how many of the people who read this article will have had the pleasure of becoming a parent, I certainly have and I have loved every single minute. In this article, I am going to write about how proud and happy I am to now be a father to my beautiful young son.
I became a father at the age of twenty-seven. Prior to this age, well at least up to the age of twenty-four, I had had no real urge to become a parent. I had wanted and had enjoyed my freedom, why did I need a child to spoil my fun? The question is however, was I really having fun? I thought I was but now I understand what makes me truly happy, that is to take my son down to the park to play football or to take him swimming or to the cinema. I could of course go on forever.
As an example I took him to watch the film Rocky over the weekend. Now the film was not the best, however he loved it and when returning home he wanted to have a fight on me. As he was boxing he was humming the rocky music, it was hilarious, I could not stop smiling or laughing. This beats getting drunk anyday!
My son is now six years of age and is hooked on sports. I have set up an under sevens football team and coach him and about twelve of his friends every Wednesday evening. The team will enter a league in September, all of the kids can not wait for their first match.
The birth of my son has completed my life jigsaw and has made my life complete. I now live and work for him, when I get depressed I look at my son and I soon feel better. I am a very lucky man.
