It may have been a slow process, shortening it once in awhile out of laziness, but I can't recall exactly how old I was.
I do know that now that I'm a parent, the day that Mommy turns into Mom, I may shed a tear or two.
Of course in the shower where no one else can see.
The joy I have in watching my own father interact with my baby girl, is so special. Delaney is his only granddaughter. He's told me numerous times she reminds him a lot of me when I was that age.
He teases her a ton, just as he did with me.
He messes up her hair and bites her little toes, just as he did with me.
It's a beautiful thing to watch the connection other family members have with your child and I'm so fortunate I live so close to mine.
Before our daughter, Delaney was born, I knew my husband Scott was a team player.
I cook, he does the dishes.
I do the laundry, he puts away the clothes.
We take turns letting each other sleep in on the weekends.
He's the guy you can count on.
It's one of the main reasons I wanted to marry him.
But once we had our daughter, and once I saw how involved he was, how hands on he was with every aspect of her existence, I fell in love all over again.
To say he's a wonderful father is an understatement.
Family. Comes. First. He would do anything, for anyone.
He is an amazing man and I am very lucky to call him mine :)
To all the dad's out there that stepped up to the plate time and time again for their children, have a relaxing and wonderful day!
then...
and now...
my dad and my baby girl ...
My two favorite Daddy's in the world: Happy Father's Day!
