Seeing my husband go from just husband to husband+father has been a beautiful experience. And one I wasn’t really expecting to see happen so quickly.
He is so sweet and cute with Harry, and more fiercly protective than I thought he’d be. When we left Salt Lake City with that little bundle in our back seat, Aaron said he became more aware of other cars on the road then he ever was before. He said he kept wanting to shout “Slow down maniac there is a baby in here!”
He is beamingly proud, wanting everyone to know about Harry, and to know every little detail about him. I just love to see it!
Before Nov. 21, Aaron had never changed a diaper, fixed a bottle or fed a baby. But I am still trying to be very cautious to only chime in when he asks for my help; to not correct his technique just because it may be different from mine.
But where I am failing is with sharing! I have to make myself hand Harry over to his daddy, because I don’t want to miss a single snuggle. But I know it’s important, so I count to three really slowly and then pass him over. And Harry loves to snuggle with Aaron! It is the cutest thing; our little dark-haired baby zonked out on his daddy’s chest.
It is strange, sometimes, to think it’s no longer just the two of us. We were good with the roles of husband and wife; it will be an adjustment taking on these new duties, learning how to stretch ourselves and our views of one another.
But I look forward to the challenge.
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