and nights, for sure.
One year ago today my wife woke me up around half past one at night and said, “honey, we’d better go.”
The rest is history, his story, now part of my (his)tory and brings
tears to my eyes just thinking about it. Joy, happiness, bliss. Simply
put, never in that year, neither when he wouldn’t stop crying, nor at
2am, 3am and 5:30am, did I think, geez, what have I gotten myself into.
When I get home from work I actually enjoy focusing my energy on him,
he winds me down in a second.
Thank you, and thank you.
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deadcantdance
I can totally understand you 🙂 now my daughter is nearly 4 years old (18th of october) but I remember all the time in the hospital, at home, beein wake at 3 am in the morning 😉 and she is the best stress relief I can imagine. All stress all sadness is away – when she runs into my arms and is sooo happy when I’m home again 🙂 – To be a father, geez, this is the best thing I ever have decided in my whole life. And I see, you are proud too.
/Christian