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First time?
I've seen you somewhere before.
Yeah, I've been around.
Ready to have your baby?
Good morning.
Another bite.
A big one.
Papa, I want to help you.
But you are helping me.
Thank you, son.
It's great, thanks.You make a great coffee.
Usually women change with maternity.
The birth, the pregnancy,he was always with me.
So the changes that I went through,he also went through.
You can see the transformationin his face.
I think it's absurd that fathers onlyhave five days of paternity leave.
It is true the babydepends more on the mother...
exclusively in the first three months.
But who takes care of the mother?
Who will be next to her duringthis reconstruction process?
Come this way.
Take your hand off, son.
Come this way! Dante gets in first.
Let's go to school now, guys!?
Yes!
People tell me so muchabout the helping father.
"Wow, what a nice father,your husband, he helps so much."
No. It's not help.
Help is my neighbor that looks after themfor a few minutes...
while I put the clothes to dry...
This is help.
The father doesn't help.
He creates together. He is a caretaker.
Calm down. Let go of Maya's hand.
Calm down and breathe.
He found a new voice.
He started a podcast with two friends.
It is nice to see...
even though we didn'thave affectionate fathers,
we can still createa place of love for our kids.
I decided to use this tactic...
"If you leave the toys there,I will throw them out!"
Here is the problem:
You're expecting your daughterto follow your instructions
without explaining it to her.
And there is fear, too.
Do you get it?
I get it.
I used to brag about working150 hours of overtime.
Because this was the norm.
A man that doesn't workis a dropout of society.
I was diagnosedwith an autoimmune disease.
It was constant pain.
It made it impossiblefor me to go to work.
Breakfast has a fixed image as"a mom's work."
You don't often see a man standingin the kitchen in the morning.
In my household, I cook,so this is our standard.
Hi, good morning.
Good morning.
Put down mom's cell phone.Put the book back.
Put the book back.
Book! Put the book back.
You must not use the book like that.
Put it away.
-Dad.-Yup.
Look there.
What?
There.
Eat, Yu.
After quitting work 20 years ago...
I asked my wife for a divorce.
Because of the illness,
she would be stuckhaving to take care of me.
And I couldn't stand the thought of that.
I was actuallythinking of committing suicide.
I clearly remember my wife'sexact words...
"Please continue living for me."
Get ready!
It looks like you are having fun,
but could I give you disappointing news?
No!
Your shirt is on backwards.
My wife told me, "I will go and work...
And you stay home."
I have taken over the role of...
the house husband.
The reason I dyed my hair...
to put it simply...
You won't find any Japanese businessmen
with bleached hair.
If you dye your hairyou can't go back to work.
And that's why I dyed my hair blonde.
I showed my wife, and she said...
"Oh, looks good on you,looks good on you."
After going through periodic check-ups...
My doctor said, "Your illness is gone.What would you like to do?"
The question that came to me...
"Can I have children?"
My wife adamantly said...
"We're not having kids,we don't need them."
I went on a two year missionto convince my wife.
Other than pregnancy,birth and breastfeeding...
a man can do everything else.
After hearing that,my wife finally agreed and said...
"Okay, I will give birth for you."
Today I'm in Akihabara for a meeting of...
the "Secret Society,Friends of House Husbands."
I came here to talk about varioushousehold matters.
Really there's nothing secret about it.We're open.
But in Japan, if you say somethingis "secret," it's cool.
My neighbor was saying that they were ableto take paid leave recently.
I think that people have at leastbecome aware of us.
The house husband is stillin the minority.
I think the attitudeis starting to change...
Where it's okay not to torment yourselfover being different.
When I first decided to becomea stay-at-home husband,
I felt like a failure.
I never used to smile this much.
I was a different man.
I always had a sulky look.
Always making a face like this.
That part I think I really changed.
I've become cheerful.
Becoming a father
was the first time I cried tears of joy.
I want to thank him for being born.
Feeling thankful... yes.
Then can I have a drone?
Hey, watch out.