The best Dads get promoted to grandfathers 

I worried about my father constantly. I would check in on him all the time. Try to keep the conversation light. Update him on life. I tried to connect with him any possible chance I would get just to make sure he was ok. I loved talking to my dad. He was so funny, incredibly smart, and we had a lot in common. I was a total daddy’s girl when I was little, but now I felt like I was essentially taking the role as parent. I felt like I was the only one he had and the only one who cared. 
That is a lot of pressure to put on yourself. I literally felt like if I didn’t make sure he was ok then we would be right back to what happened years ago. This was an enormous source of anxiety in my life. I felt responsible for my fathers wellbeing and it was exhausting. 
I found out I was pregnant with my daughter in the spring of 2016 after having a miscarriage. I had a lot of my own anxiety and had to focus on trying to have the healthiest pregnancy possible. There were weeks when I just could not handle the responsibilities of worrying about my father on top of trying to keep it together for me child I was carrying.
I know my father was excited when my daughter was born. This was his first grandchild. I truly felt like this had brought hope to my father. Like he had this new purpose as a grandfather…

Published by Kathleen Pielhop - Midwest Mama -Creator

I took over my father’s blog September of 2017 after losing his battle with mental illness. This blog was originally to share my journey through grieving, finding peace, and trusting God in the process...and in many ways is exactly that. This has evolved into life as a family of 4 with 2 dogs, living in the Midwest. I will cover everything from fashion to our family routines. Join us on this crazy adventure!

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