I have to admit I was a bit apprehensive about my husband becoming a father. To be honest, I really didn’t know what to expect. I knew he had never even held a baby for more than 30 seconds and had never ever changed a diaper before our son’s. He assured me throughout my pregnancy that he would be “different” with his own child. I didn’t know what that meant exactly but I had no choice but to trust him and hope for the best. How pleasantly surprised (and relieved) was I to discover that he took to fatherhood like a fish to water and is more comfortable than I was/am and much calmer too. It was love at first sight for both my son and his father.
There is nothing sweeter on earth than seeing the two of them together. Lucas’ eyes light up as big as saucers whenever he sees his daddy, especially when they have been a part for a few days. Their relationship is pure and simple and their bond already runs deep and wide and is very special. Their connection completely melts my heart and makes me fall a little more in love with them both each and every time I witness it.
The best is yet to be.