Full Time Dad の小説・ストーリー

"Present physically, maybe. But emotionally? When was the last time you played with Orion or helped Luna with her homework? When was the last time you changed a diaper or made them breakfast?" "I don't have time for those things, Baby . I have a kingdom to run, responsibilities to attend to," he said dismissively. "And I don't? I may not be the ruler of an entire kingdom, but I am just as responsible for our family's well-being as you are. And I'm tired of feeling like I'm doing it all alone," I said, my voice rising. "I never said you were alone," he replied calmly. "But you act like it. You act like fatherhood is a part-time job that you can clock out of whenever it's convenient for you. B

It was almost natural, as we have been doing things like this for the past 6 years unless on days Dad goes on a trip with the little ones to give us some couple time. I leaned against the counter, watching him. “Thanks for handling bath time. I was about to lose it.” Jay smiled, closing the dishwasher. “Anytime, love. You see I'd do anything for you and the kids.” I walked over and wrapped my arms around him. “I see. I just… sometimes I feel like I'm not doing enough.” Jay turned to face me, his expression soft. “You're doing everything, Matt. You're a wonderful daddy and partner. Don't doubt it.”

"You spent a lot of time on the phone, is something wrong?" "No, it is nothing serious" Turning to Amanda and I he continued, "Alright girls need to get some rest, good night" "Goodnight mom, goodnight Dad" Amanda and I said in unison. Kissing us lightly on our forehead he left to his room holding my mom's hand. Watching as they left I can't help but admire their love. My dad is an amazing husband, father and CEO. He inherited the Shawn Enterprise from his father which is worth multi-million dollars in the stock market. He knows how to balance work and family very well leaving no gap.

“But I still feel like I failed them both. After Elena died, I threw myself into work and raising Lily. I told myself that was enough. That I didn’t need anything else. No relationships. No distractions. Just being a good father.” He turned his head to look at Mia, his dark eyes intense and vulnerable. “And then you grew up. Suddenly the girl who used to fall asleep on my couch during movie nights was this stunning, bold young woman who looked at me like… like I was more than just Lily’s dad. More than a widower. More than a businessman.” Mia’s breath caught. “I’ve seen you for who you really are for years. The way you love Lily. The way you carry everything on your shoulders without complai

Nobody worked this late, even if they had overtime unless they were from the IT department and needed to do some major server upgrade. Richard groaned. His eyes and shoulders hurt, but at least he finished the things he wanted to do. The news about his business expansion was both a blessing and a curse for the tired father of four. More business meant more money. More money meant fewer worries about affording the things he needed for his pack to survive in this modern society. However, more business also meant more work. More work also meant less time with the pups. He had no idea how Emily was coping with them, but Richard froze at that thought.

Wait, what? He shook Lupus's hand. Lupus nodded shyly. It looks like he's still afraid of people. Dad followed. "Welcome to the family then, son." "T-thank you sir." "Definite not. Call me dad." "Yeah, and you can just call me Kev." Kevin added. "O-okay." "Now, let's have dinner. I'm hungry!" "Yeah!" Kevin and dad started yelling like crazy while heading into the kitchen. Those two. Like usual, dad cooked dinner. Since mom is the breadwinner of the family dad does most of the chores and cooking in the house. He quit his job to take care of mom even though she's perfectly fine.

That was pretty much the time the arguments started. I think spending more time around the house each day had given Mom a lot of time to think about how little time Dad spent at home. A successful and fairly wealthy property developer, he was still spending as much time at work, if not more, as he had been when he was just starting out. When questioned by Mom it seemed like even though he wanted kids too, he had no intention of easing up on the work hours.

she said firmly, then continued slicing her steak. Today’s Sunday, and Mom has always believed that family should come first. Both she and Dad agreed on the rule that Sundays are strictly for family—no work, no excuses. I get their point. They're both CEOs of their own companies, far busier than I am, yet here they are, sitting and having breakfast with us. “I’m sorry,” I said sincerely as I turned off my phone. Mom gave a small nod, clearly pleased with my response. Dad, sitting in the corner, was just chuckling and shaking his head like he was watching a comedy show. Jeez, this old man.

And some things leave no apologies when they go. Take Dad for example. He’s now a full-time home stayer. That’s not even a real term in the dictionary, but it fits him perfectly. He barely goes out anymore. He walks around the house like a retired ghost. He doesn’t shave most days. He talks to the television like it was his last friend. He used to be this unstoppable force—proud, always tapping his pen against the table while making plans. Now, he just stares. At nothing in particular but the TV.

“I don't want to talk about details But I was depressed, and he saved me. Therefore, I got married to him… He is a nice Guy… and a wonderful person.” Dad’s eyes water, and he holds my hand across the table. “I am sorry I wasn’t around Sophie. I really suck being a father.” I shake my head. “Don't be like this, Dad. Let bygones Be bygones.” I say. “But what does he do? And why are you not living with him?” Joy asks and I internally roll my eyes at her for ruining a perfect moment with dad. “He owns an interior designing company, and He is usually out on tours. He stays with me whenever he is visiting town.”