It's Father's Day...I've been wanting and meaning to write this post for awhile today...I've been procrastinating it. Cam didn't want to "celebrate" Father's Day. I get it. I didn't want to "celebrate" Mother's Day either. But he deserves to be acknowledged for being a wonderful, and amazing father.
He only missed 1 day of our boys' lives. One day out of 22. He was there by my side. He watched me in and out of consciousness on the day they were born. He was in the operating room. He wheeled me to and from the NICU. He slept on the most uncomfortable couch/bed at the hospital so as not to leave me or our boys alone while we were in the hospital. He was there for me...and he was there for his boys.
He held his boys and loved them just as I did. He gave up opportunities to hold Sammy because he knew I needed it. He did everything that a good daddy should. And he deserves to know that I think he is probably one of the most amazing dads in the world because he loved those boys from the moment he saw them for the very first time on the ultrasound (at 5 weeks) and every moment after.
My husband is the most amazing dad...he doesn't get to hold and love on his boys every day, but he is loving them. He is holding them in his heart, and they are looking out for him. Our boys could not have had a better daddy. I'm rambling, but I don't know how many good things I could say about this man. There are so many men in life that are dads, but I think I married the best one. It takes a strong, wonderful, and amazing man to love his babies as angels, and they are so lucky that he's their dad.
So, not a happy Father's Day, but it's Father's Day, baby, and you better believe that you should get to know what an amazing father you are. I love you...and Sammy and Andy love you, too.
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