Full Time Dad Novels & Stories

The word pregnant appears, and his eyes are so wide that it looks like they are going to explode. “Are you shitting me right now? I don’t have time for this”, he says before I manage to even say one word. He walks out of the room, leaving me alone, and goes to practice. **Present** “Smells great, mom,” I say, and she smiles as she puts some bacon and eggs on a plate for me, “dad’s gone to work?” I ask, and she nods her head turning down the radio she has on the kitchen counter. “He had a meeting early with some guys from New York. They are in town to do business”, she says, and I nod. Dad owns a small printer in town, and only the local business use them, including the local newspaper and th

It’ll be cutting it fine but it’d give me the opportunity to get the damn assignment done in my free session at ten. “You up, Liam?” Dad shouts out. I’ve told you already, right? Dad is an early riser and being a Monday he’ll have a full agenda. I have no idea how his assistant copes with such a manic schedule and all the travel he has to do and those meetings.

"Present physically, maybe. But emotionally? When was the last time you played with Orion or helped Luna with her homework? When was the last time you changed a diaper or made them breakfast?" "I don't have time for those things, Baby . I have a kingdom to run, responsibilities to attend to," he said dismissively. "And I don't? I may not be the ruler of an entire kingdom, but I am just as responsible for our family's well-being as you are. And I'm tired of feeling like I'm doing it all alone," I said, my voice rising. "I never said you were alone," he replied calmly. "But you act like it. You act like fatherhood is a part-time job that you can clock out of whenever it's convenient for you. B

It was almost natural, as we have been doing things like this for the past 6 years unless on days Dad goes on a trip with the little ones to give us some couple time. I leaned against the counter, watching him. “Thanks for handling bath time. I was about to lose it.” Jay smiled, closing the dishwasher. “Anytime, love. You see I'd do anything for you and the kids.” I walked over and wrapped my arms around him. “I see. I just… sometimes I feel like I'm not doing enough.” Jay turned to face me, his expression soft. “You're doing everything, Matt. You're a wonderful daddy and partner. Don't doubt it.”

"You spent a lot of time on the phone, is something wrong?" "No, it is nothing serious" Turning to Amanda and I he continued, "Alright girls need to get some rest, good night" "Goodnight mom, goodnight Dad" Amanda and I said in unison. Kissing us lightly on our forehead he left to his room holding my mom's hand. Watching as they left I can't help but admire their love. My dad is an amazing husband, father and CEO. He inherited the Shawn Enterprise from his father which is worth multi-million dollars in the stock market. He knows how to balance work and family very well leaving no gap.

“But I still feel like I failed them both. After Elena died, I threw myself into work and raising Lily. I told myself that was enough. That I didn’t need anything else. No relationships. No distractions. Just being a good father.” He turned his head to look at Mia, his dark eyes intense and vulnerable. “And then you grew up. Suddenly the girl who used to fall asleep on my couch during movie nights was this stunning, bold young woman who looked at me like… like I was more than just Lily’s dad. More than a widower. More than a businessman.” Mia’s breath caught. “I’ve seen you for who you really are for years. The way you love Lily. The way you carry everything on your shoulders without complai

Nobody worked this late, even if they had overtime unless they were from the IT department and needed to do some major server upgrade. Richard groaned. His eyes and shoulders hurt, but at least he finished the things he wanted to do. The news about his business expansion was both a blessing and a curse for the tired father of four. More business meant more money. More money meant fewer worries about affording the things he needed for his pack to survive in this modern society. However, more business also meant more work. More work also meant less time with the pups. He had no idea how Emily was coping with them, but Richard froze at that thought.

That was pretty much the time the arguments started. I think spending more time around the house each day had given Mom a lot of time to think about how little time Dad spent at home. A successful and fairly wealthy property developer, he was still spending as much time at work, if not more, as he had been when he was just starting out. When questioned by Mom it seemed like even though he wanted kids too, he had no intention of easing up on the work hours.

My Mom had always struggled to make ends meet after my real Dad hit the road but Steve took good care of us, especially once they got married and we moved in with him. He was a smart guy and owned his own company. It was small in terms of employees but very busy and profitable, which is why he had to dedicate so much time to it. That’s not to say he was never home, or that we never saw him. Somehow he found the time to spend with Mom and I over the years. He always surprised my Mom with little gifts and love letters, she was walking on air most of the time. He really threw himself into the father role too. I don’t think I would have got through high school without all his help on my homework

I question, because the way he made it sound is that he always spends time with his wife and kid and all family man, but now they saying that he is a workaholic. "Yeah, no he never really spent time with them, he was always trying to find ways to find you and your father, always obsessing over making you the Don and taking down your father, but now that you're here it's like he has calmed down a lot" Grandma sadly states as she plays with my hair. "Wow didn't think Mr. I am a family, man lied about always love spending all the time with them, but oh well, can't blame a workaholic when it comes to working" I say dismissing the topic.