Best Books For New Dads Novels & Stories

I confess, lifting a hand to rub my eyes in embarrassment. “Well, then, the thing that you need to remember is that it’s all new to Wills too – and you don’t need to be good at it, you just need to be good for and to her.” Damn but her dad is good at giving advice. What is it about fathers that instinctively know the exact right thing to say at the right time. “Thank you Conall, that was really helpful.”

Just like Zade has been. A few months ago, he had purchased a lot of books about childbirth and pregnancy. He said he wanted to be able to understand how pregnancy works better. ‘This is our first pregnancy, my Luna and I don't want to make any mistakes.’ Those were his words when I came across the books on his shelves. Boy, I was surprised. I never expected it. He made me know that he was proud of me, of our unborn child. He was eager to meet our little one, even more eager than I was.

I was trying to impress her. “She has outgrown us now.” Mom said and I shook my head and planted a kiss on her cheek. “You know that’s not true. I’ve been swamped with work…are these for me?” “Yep.” My dad handed me the flowers with one hand and took my duffel bag with his other hand. “Did I tell you Hank is here?” We walked over to their Toyota Camry. “Yes mom, you mentioned.” Hank was her friend’s son, I can’t remember which one of her friends. She joined this book club where they spent half of their time drinking wine and the other half to matchmake their single kids. It was either that or gossiping about their married kids.

He picked up a guidebook for new fathers he had bought carelessly months ago, convinced everything would be easy when the time came. He opened to the first page. How to hold a baby safely. The irony of it was almost funny. But this time, he didn’t close the book. He read slowly, seriously, like a man who had finally realized that no title or amount of money automatically taught the things that mattered most. Outside the window, the sky was growing dark. The last light of evening spilled across the floor of the room that had stood empty for so long. Ethan stood in the middle of the nursery that should have been the beginning of a new life, then gave himself a small nod.

I glared at him in response. "Take that book from the table for me," I said, pointing to a book titled ‘All That Parents Need to Know’. Opening the first page, Alessandro looked carefully at it, just as intrigued as I was. I could see the curiosity in his eyes as he flipped through the pages. ‘Everything You Have to Know About the Development of the Baby from the First Month to the Ninth Month of Pregnancy’. I stared at Alessandro, and he was already ahead of me in reading. I knew he was going to be a good dad, and I couldn’t wait to spend all my years with him.

I gritted my teeth while watching him pay for everything. Our last stop today was the toy store. It sure has a vast selection of toys suitable for infancy to toddlerhood. “Welcome! Are you looking for educational toys or just something fun?” the female clerk greeted us. “We need a toy for a newborn baby. What’s your best seller?” Wesley asked. “Oh, in that case, these are great for sensory development. They’re safe for teething, too.” She led us to a shelf stocked with colorful rattles and mobiles. “This is a crib mobile,” the clerk explained, holding up a delicate contraption with dangling figures. “It’s a toy you can attach over the crib. The baby can play with it while lying down, and it

And the closer Dorothy and I get to holding our child, the more I realize—I don’t want to repeat his mistakes. I’ve been scared of being a father. I won’t lie about that. Scared I’ll be too cold, too harsh, too absent. But every time I see Dorothy smile, every time I feel her fingers rest on her stomach, I swear to myself… I will be ten times the man my father ever was.

“You make me happier than I ever thought possible, Elena.” The two of them spent the day basking in the peacefulness, talking about the future, and sharing quiet moments. Damien even pulled out a book he had secretly gotten a collection of stories about parenting, something he had been secretly reading on his own. “I wanted to make sure I know what I’m doing when the baby arrives,” Damien said sheepishly, handing her the book. Elena couldn’t help but laugh, her heart swelling with affection for him. “You’ll be an amazing father, Damien. You don’t need a book to tell you that.”

He listened intently to the instructors and asked thoughtful questions, wanting to be well-prepared for the arrival of their little one. The bond between them grew stronger as they shared intimate moments, reading books aloud to the baby and singing lullabies together. Alexander made it a point to talk to the baby every night, expressing his care and excitement at becoming a father. He cherished these times, knowing they were forming memories that would last a lifetime.