Dadathoner – A little help from the Boss

Posted: December 9, 2010 in Motivation
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So as I disclosed last week, little Landry and I are spending all of the weekdays between now and the end of the year together as Dawn has returned to work. 

Monday through Friday, 7:00 a.m. or so through 6:00 p.m. is Dad and Daughter time.

About the only time I’m without her during the week is when I am on my training runs, sometime around 5:15 or 5:30 a.m.  The rest of the day is full of diaper changes, feedings, trying to predict feedings, trying to make sure that the bottle is ready to go and getting little Landry down for a nap or two.

Now, I’m the first to admit that I knew heading into this 5-week period with Land that I was going to learn a whole lot about being a Dad. 

To me being a Dad is a whole lot different from being a Father. 

Fatherhood arrived on August 29th at 9:51 a.m.  That was the easy part.  For me anyway.  I think Dawn would probably disagree.

The Dad part is still a work in progress, but I’m learning all the time.  I have a wonderful little teacher and she is got me right where she wants me.

Dad and I are having a blast!

The lesson I learned this week is that when she is fussing and struggling to take her bottle, wishing I’m sure that Mom was here to nurse her, that patience and a calm, soothing voice go a long way to helping her settle down.

But when times are toughest, it helps to borrow from the Boss.

We tried Nursery Rhymes, Lullabies, just about everything.  But when I sing one of my all-time favorite Springsteen songs to Landry quietly, all is right in the world.

The screen door slams
Marys dress sways
Like a vision she dances across the porch
As the radio plays
Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
Hey that’s me and I want you only
Don’t turn me home again
I just can’t face myself alone again
Don’t run back inside
Darling you know just what I’m here for
So you’re scared and you’re thinking
That maybe we aint that young anymore
Show a little faith, there’s magic in the night
You aint a beauty, but hey you’re alright
Oh and that’s alright with me

You can hide `neath your covers
And study your pain
Make crosses from your lovers
Throw roses in the rain
Waste your summer praying in vain
For a savior to rise from these streets
Well now I’m no hero
That’s understood
All the redemption I can offer, girl
Is beneath this dirty hood
With a chance to make it good somehow
Hey what else can we do now?
Except roll down the window
And let the wind blow
Back your hair
Well the nights busting open
These two lanes will take us anywhere
We got one last chance to make it real
To trade in these wings on some wheels
Climb in back
Heavens waiting on down the tracks
Oh-oh come take my hand
Riding out tonight to case the promised land
Oh-oh thunder road, oh thunder road oh thunder road
Lying out there like a killer in the sun
Hey I know it’s late we can make it if we run
Oh thunder road, sit tight take hold
Thunder road

Well I got this guitar
And I learned how to make it talk
And my cars out back
If you’re ready to take that long walk
From your front porch to my front seat
The doors open but the ride it aint free
And I know you’re lonely
For words that I aint spoken
But tonight well be free
All the promises’ll be broken
There were ghosts in the eyes
Of all the boys you sent away
They haunt this dusty beach road
In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets

They scream your name at night in the street
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
And in the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roaring on
But when you get to the porch they’re gone
On the wind, so mary climb in
It’s a town full of losers
And I’m pulling out of here to win.

I’m sure that the years ahead are going to be full of surprises.  But it is great to know that a little part of me made it through to Land.  She might be a Native Texan, but down deep – she’s a Jersey Girl.

Maybe I’ll try that song out on her next week.

Three days to race day and we’re getting locked in.  Make sure to check back this weekend. 

Sunday is going to be a Go Big or Go Home kind of race.

So Decker is a hilly half-marathon course? 

Looks like Thunder Road to me.

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Comments
  1. Andy B says:

    Ha! I used to sing Thunder Road to Graham when he was younger. Badlands and Hungry Heart were also winners. He seemed to dig The Big Man’s sax playing the most. Certainly better than my singing.

  2. onelittlejill says:

    Everyday will bring a new surprise, but there is no love like the love a lilttle girl has for her daddy. Trust me, I know 🙂

  3. Lara says:

    The first song Sophie heard was Alice’s Restaurant. Bill sang her a protest song while I was quietly hemorrhaging in the other room right after her birth. I think kids need to hear that music, and hear Daddy’s voice while they’re rocked and cuddled. To this day, Alice’s Restaurant is still one of her faves. Glad you and Landry are bonding so well during this one-on-one time together. It goes fast… enjoy it.

  4. Wait a second, you’re talking Springsteen and you didn’t choose “Born to Run”? Seems the obvious selection. Anyway, I found my kids liked classic rock better than kids songs early on anyway. Hope you are enjoying the time with Landry; with my wife in her third year of medical residency after we had our first son, I too had to learn “daddyhood” the hard way, and it paid off in droves later on.

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