Sunday, June 21, 2009

Father's Day

When Alex and I found out I was pregnant, he was ecstatic. ECSTATIC. I literally laid on the floor in shock and he fawned over me like an excited puppy. I remember thinking, "I don't understand why he is so excited. This is NOT what we wanted." All throughout my hellish pregnancy, Alex was my cheerleader. He was just so thrilled to become a father. He continually reminded me of how amazing he thought it was that this child would be the best part of us. That he would be an extension of our awesomeness. I thought he was crazy. But so incredibly relieved that I had married a man who was that pumped to have a baby with me.

Alex has been an amazing father these past 11 weeks. He changes diapers. He makes bottles. He gets up in the middle of the night. He gives baths. He is the fun parent who makes the baby fly and jump around. He sings Garth Brooks. He kisses and comforts and gives, gives, gives. In short, he's incredible. And in the midst of all that, he has never stopped being my cheerleader. He thinks I'm an amazing mom and he tells me this continually. He comforts me when the fear and the anxiety are too much. He picks up the slack when I need a break. I have no idea what I would do without him. What WE would do without him. He is the best father I could ever imagine and I am so grateful for him.



Happy Father's Day, baby.

4 comments:

Jodi said...

Awwwww... Happy First Father's Day!

And really can we have more pictures of the little guy. No words needed. Just pictures of baby fat and button noses.

Some of us are going through withdrawal you know!

Mel said...

Way to go Andrew! Happy Father's Day. That picture is super adorable. Miss you guys.

Philly said...

Awww... That was so sweet!

Gina said...

no surprises that andy is an amazing daddy!!! AND that you are the most amazing mommy!! y'all rock!