As mothers, you aren't just teaching your children. You're teaching fathers, and dads-to-be, and dads-in-waiting. Men like me, like my husband, men that neither I nor you will ever meet, men in faraway places and men around the block, who have everything to offer a child. So please, if you don't mind, keep teaching.
Like every new dad, as I held my newborn son, I dreamed of teaching him to play catch, shoot a basketball, and ride his first bicycle. But Max was different. A premature twin, I couldn't hold him for months, and when I did, he fit in my two hands. A few months later, I found out Max had been diagnosed with cerebral palsy.