There first time I went to see him, he was still crying when I stepped into our room. I immediately grabbed him from his mother and put him on my chest. He heard my heartbeat and he quickly stopped crying. Everyone in the room looked so surprised when he ceased to weep. Maybe he wanted to feel my touch. Since then he cried like any ordinary child.

I nicknamed him Sonnyboy. He’s the finest chap I’ve ever come across. By looks, he resembles more of his mom. However, by intellectual capability and fine personality, he mimics me. Perhaps when he gets older he would be completely like me. You know a handful of young children change their appearances as they grow up.

My boy enjoys nothing other than breastfeeding on his mom and sleeping thereafter. I like playing with him. But he hardly smiles like me. To make him giggle, you need to be smart in pressing the right buttons, of which I successfully mastered this technique. Before I had Sonnyboy, I didn’t know how to babysit, but this boy has brought the best out of me. Every day I’m trying my level best to connect with him and to be a good dad to him. In the past weeks, he caught some flu and it gave me so much pleasure to provide him with his medication.

He seems to be enjoying my habit of toying around with his more-than-fine chin. He’s now nearly 7 months old. I enjoy changing his nappies. His mother is comfortable leaving him with me knowing that I always take care of everything. My main goal is to build a strong father-son bond between us, and to raise him under the awe of the Almighty God.

I do have big plans for Sonnyboy. To me, he’s not only my beloved son. He’s simply my everything. I’m hoping that he will be a wonderful person in the future.

Sonnyboy, like me, inherited his first name. But I would not allow it to happen if I had a feeling that his name had some element of a curse in it. I’m about to give him a baptismal name. I think Augustine, meaning “great”. The name was carefully chosen by his mom and me. We want him to grow up well and become his name because we believe he’s a wonder kid. We want him to know that we really love him to bits because he’s our bundle of joy, our pride, and our solace.

May God protect him, guide him and give him a lot of wisdom!

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