I find myself spending a lot of time during these last months of pregnancy envisioning what it will be like to be a parent, a mama to Chickpea. Sometimes I worry that I won't know exactly what to do, that my heart will break in two the first (and 100th) time I'm not able to comfort our little one as it cries. I have lots of little worries about the "what-if's," but not one of them entails wondering or worrying about what kind of father Mark will be.
When I met Mark, I instantly knew I had met my equal and had no doubt he would make a wonderful father. His tender heart, love and ability to care for those more than he ever takes care of himself are just a few reasons why I look forward to being a co-parent beside this man. I find myself daydreaming about the look on his face when he sees this baby for the first time, thinking about the time he will spend teaching and encouraging our baby from day one, and how much fun they will have together. To say Chickpea is lucky to have the father s/he will have is a crazy understatement. This kiddo won the Daddy Lottery, to say the least.
And to my own dad...
Thank you for your own quiet and gentle love over these past (almost) 34 years. I've never doubted your love for me and that is a true gift for a child! I love you very much! xoxo