There’s something about seeing your husband with your newborn baby. It melts my heart into a puddle of hormonal mess. As they grew and I watched him grow as a daddy, I felt a love for him I never knew possible. It happened with every baby…I just love to watch him be a daddy.
It so fun to see him with his little boy…doing the typical daddy/son things. However, to see him with those girls…O.M.G. I don’t know what it is about a daddy and his girls, but all I see is rainbows and unicorns when I watch them play.
A friend sent me a song link this morning that instantly had me tearing up (shocker). She said it reminded her of our family, and I could not agree more.