17 years ago at 10:10AM, I became a father. My ex gave birth to a 9LB 11OZ beautiful baby girl.

Yeah, that’s a BIG baby. In fact, when she was born, the doctors on the room yelled, “OH MY GOD!” I was like, “WHAT?!? Whats wrong?” They said that everything was fine. Our baby girl was not only big, but also let us both know how beautiful she was.

As soon as we saw her, we agreed.

I assume they weren’t used to such big babies coming out of the abdomen of a woman who were the size of my ex-wife. Thank goodness we have the invention of Cesarian section surgery! I don’t think she would have made it out naturally.

I’m glad she’s here.

As big as she was, I called her my girlie. I’ve been calling her girlie ever since, even though she’s a young woman. It’s her nickname and I’m sticking to it. My dad still calls me the same nickname even though I’m 53!

I love watching my kids grow. It’s truly a joy watching it all unfold.

Now can I get my hair to grow like that again? Man do I miss it. My dreadlocks were all the way down my back! I was cool back then. Now I’m all wholesome and square.