Father’s Day Special: To the Men Who Dad in Their Own Way

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Illustration of an Indian father holding his baby while his father, the baby’s grandfather, sits nearby with a cup of tea in a cozy living room.

—The Juju of Gentle Strength

You know who doesn’t get enough credit in the parenting saga?

The ones who pack the diaper bag with the emergency banana.

The ones who learn how to swaddle from YouTube.

The ones who stand silently at the school gate, pretending not to cry when their toddler walks in without turning back.

This one’s for the fathers.

And the fathers-in-law.

And the first-time dads fumbling with onesies at 3 AM.

And the seasoned papas who’ve mastered the art of baby burping while reading the news.

This one’s for the quiet kind of love — the dependable, shoulder-to-lean-on, always-there kind. ❤️

👶 For the New Dads

Welcome to the club. Entry is granted the moment you lose sleep over a baby who’s still asleep.

You may not have pushed a baby out of your body, but you’re pushing through work calls while washing bottles, through traffic while calculating nap schedules, through exhaustion while Googling “why is my baby’s poop green.” (Yes, it’s normal.)

Your journey might be invisible sometimes — there’s no postpartum leave, no hormone meltdowns, no “dad bod” jokes — but it is deeply valid, deeply needed, and deeply appreciated. 🫶

💡 Juju Tip: Your baby doesn’t care if you get it wrong. They just care that it’s you.

🧔‍♂️ For the Seasoned Dads

You’ve seen it all — the midnight tantrums, the teenage eye rolls, the college drop-offs.

But Father’s Day is not just about the big milestones. It’s about the many little things you did that quietly shaped your kids’ lives.

  • You fixed broken toys.
  • You taught math when they cried.
  • You sacrificed the last gulab jamun on the plate.
  • You told them, with quiet pride, “That’s my kid.”

Even if your children now tower over you, they still need you. They still carry your voice in their head when life feels overwhelming. And yes — they still sneak into your fridge when they visit.

🙏 Thank you for being the calm when we were chaos.

👴 For the Fathers-in-Law

Ah, the bonus dad. The one we inherited through marriage — and ended up loving in ways we didn’t expect.

Maybe you don’t say much, but your presence says plenty:

  • You quietly pass on traditions.
  • You teach by example, not lecture.
  • You take the grandkids on scooter rides even when your knees protest.

In many Indian homes, the father-in-law is both respected and a little feared (😅), but also secretly loved for his steady hand and calm wisdom. This one’s for the way you guide without pushing, love without loud declarations, and show up in ways that matter.

🌼 We see you. We’re grateful for you.

💗 For the Fathers Who Are No Longer Here

Your voice may be a memory now, but your values live on. In the way we parent, in the stories we tell our children, in the way we now understand why you did things the way you did.

Father’s Day can be tender and heavy when you’re missing someone. Let it be. Light a diya. Share a story. Speak their name. Grief is just love with nowhere to go.

🌟 Your legacy lives in every kind word we pass down.

👨‍👧 For My Pappa

There are moments in life that crack you open — childbirth is definitely one of them. I remember being wheeled into the OT for my C-section, equal parts terrified and numb, and there he was: my father. Standing tall, calm, composed — like he had done all my life.

He didn’t say much. He didn’t have to. Just his presence said, “I’m here. I’ve got you.”

This is the man who waited outside school on every single exam day — pacing, praying, pretending he wasn’t nervous.

He showed up not just then, but every time life felt too big.

He’s the steady voice behind my boldest choices, the quiet supporter of all my impossible dreams and to this day, insists I’m “too thin” even though the baby weight hasn’t entirely left the building — proof that in his eyes, I’ll always be his little girl.

When I became a mother, I realized how deeply my father had shaped me — not through big speeches, but through his quiet consistency, his firm faith in me, and the way he never flinched in a crisis.

Even now, when the world feels like too much, I can still call him and just breathe easier.

Happy Father’s Day, Pappa. You are my first definition of strength — and the reason I learned how to be soft, too.

🧠 What Science Says About Dads

(Yes, We Researched!)

👨‍🔬 According to Harvard researchers, children with involved fathers tend to:

  • Do better in school
  • Show higher self-esteem
  • Develop stronger social skills

💡 Bonus Juju: Dads who engage in “rough and tumble” play actually help build emotional regulation in children. So yes, the baby airplane and shoulder rides count as emotional development. 💪

🎁 Father’s Day Ideas

(Beyond Socks and Shaving Kits)

Whether it’s your own dad, your partner, or your father-in-law — here’s how to show some love:

  • 📸 Create a mini video with your kids talking about “What I love about Baba/Dada/Dad.”
  • 🍽️ Cook their favorite dish (or order from their fav biryani joint).
  • 💌 Write a letter. Not an SMS. Not a WhatsApp forward. A real letter. With feelings.
  • 🧩 Gift a puzzle/book/toolbox based on what they actually enjoy.
  • 🛋️ Give them uninterrupted nap time. Golden.

✨ From My Home to Yours…

In our house, Father’s Day usually starts with a messy handmade card, a steaming cup of chai, and my toddler yelling, “Daddddddy, open it nowwww!”

And every year, my heart melts watching my husband — the one who knows the exact bounce rhythm that puts our baby to sleep — look surprised and soft and so very loved.

To all the fathers who hold the fort when we fall apart — we see you. We love you. We’re raising better humans because of you.

Happy Father’s Day, you quiet superheroes. 🦸‍♂️

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