A few (ok a lot) of my favorite photos of you as a dad-my second favorite title you have next to being my husband!
David, I caught a glimpse of our future in your eyes.
As two teenagers, I wondered if you were the one. I wondered if you were the man of my dreams and the father of my unborn children.
I recall how you said you loved me for the very first time. Those three words blossomed into our family’s future.
Then there was the time you took me on two fancy dinners two weekends in a row to trick me into proposing to me.
All these moments were like dominos in our life; blocks suspended in time, toppling over, crashing into one another, moving you, moving us to something bigger, something beautiful.
I couldn’t have imagined it.
Then as I cried and embraced you while bringing our little one into the world, you held me and whispered words of encouragement. I remember seeing the tears in your eyes as you caught a first glimpse of our little boy… everything clicked.
I love you deeply and significantly, but then you became a dad, and this love changed.
I saw how you held our son in your arms and snuggled him close. You would sit with him in the rocking chair and read stories to him-Indiana Jones to a 3 week old. A baby in your arms made my heart flutter more than seeing you dressed in your finest suit.
I appreciate that in my first days of motherhood, you went beyond anything I ever expected. I’ll never forget how you helped me succeed at breastfeeding and truth be told I never would have been successful at that without you.
I’ll always remember how you would get up in the middle of the night and would bring our hungry son by my side, you still get up with him on the occasion he wakes in the middle of the night.
I adore the way you play with Canaan. From eating all the food he creates to building blocks, to puzzles, to superheroes; you make his interests your fascination and priority.
I adore how when I have a tough day, you encourage me to take extra time for me.
I admire your patience, your creativity, and your humour in this parenting journey. I love how when Canaan does something funny, you laugh so hard until there’s tears in your eyes.
I love how when you come home, Canaan runs to the door screaming “Da Da!!!”
He loves you so very much, and I do too.
Every day you charm me with your smile, your humour, and wit but it’s in these moments of seeing you as the father of our children, that I realize just how much my love for you has grown.
Happy Father’s Day!
