just found out this past friday (after returning from new orleans) that i have a daughter. i've met her several times already, and had some questions for sure, but i really didn't know. friday, it was confirmed. she's mine!! that precious, gorgeous, adorable little girl is mine! first child! woohoooo!
WHOA!!! After reading that other thread for a first date score...I have to say I'm not surprised!!! Congratulations!!! How old is she...Dad
oh, no doubt. i've never understand fathers who choose not to be involved in their children's lives. absolutely pathetic. as for the mother, brace yourselves... she's a newlywed.... which takes this in an entirely different direction.... husband doesn't know, yet, that the daughter is not his. of course, i have not slept with the mother since her & hubby got together. i guess the final time she & i were together was the one that did it. i know, that sucks. but there's nothing i can do about it. i wish them all the best (for theirs, mine, and my daughter's sake), and all i really want is to be a father to my child... ***************** Falcons Talon, 1 yr.
Now this can definitely get sticky...no pun intended. How are you going to be able to see daughter? Momma might fight telling hubby to protect her marriage and supposedly protect your daughter. I hope you guys are amicable, but I think you'd better start prepping for a fight.
Wow. Let us know how the new hubby handles this. Hopefully he doesn't try and restrict communications between you and your daughter. Also, I hope this doesn't put any strain on their marriage. Personally, I don't know how I'd feel if I found out my new wife is pregnant with her ex's child. Good luck my man.
she didn't. honestly, she believed that my daughter was his...and understandably so. here's the breakdown: her: hispanic him: anglo me: black/creole daughter: looked white like i said, i understand why she thought that way. her and i hadn't talked in just about a year when, out of the blue, i had this strange feeling to give her a call. to make a long story short, she wasn't home, but the message did get back to her to give me a call. when she called back, we talked for a little while. a week later, she told me the news about having a daughter now. this was back in november 2002. it wasn't until about a month or so ago that i saw her daughter for the first time. i had an inkling then, but didn't say anything. however, after seeing her a few more times, i could help but say something about it. the thing is, i have really unusual genes. i was born pale with dirty blondish hair and sky blue eyes. i, literally, looked anglo. over the months, though, i changed from all of that. the same thing is happening with her. that was the first signal. the second signal was when i first held her. normally when men pick her up, she goes bananas. with me, though, it was so natural, so peaceful that even her mother was in shock. so, i told her mother i thought she might be mine, despite what the doctors told her about her conception date (when she was with her boyfriend/husband). i just had to know, so i suggested taking a paternity test. i forked over the $400 for the test and waited for the results, which came back this past friday.
no matter how this goes..no matter what the reaction is from the mother and the husband..no matter how you're treated by them...no matter anything else...put your kid above yourself and love her like crazy. that's awesome! congratulations!
Well, that's a reasonable explanation. It doesn't sound so weird now, at least in terms of why you're just now finding out for certain. It is going to be a struggle for everyone. I can imagine the husband is going to take it incredibly hard, and I feel very bad for him. I remember that first year I was a father (and the pregnancy leading up to it), and it would've just devastated me if I found out when my son was a year old that he wasn't really my son. Even though fatherhood is far more than just the genetic stuff, it would still be devastating. And it will be hard on you, too. It's tough having kids you only get to be a part-time parent for. But, because your time is so limited, you often know to make the best of what little time you have and appreciate more the time you spend together.
