Last year, I wrote a post about why I think my husband is a wonderful father. This Father’s Day, I would again like to remember and appreciate his role in our family by sharing some of the many reasons I am grateful he is V’s daddy.
Husband, I am thankful for the mornings you sacrifice precious extra moments of sleep to help V get her morning drink and go to the potty. Speaking of potties, I am thankful that you are a dad who is willing to help take her to the potty when we are out in public. I am thankful for the times you come home, exhausted from your day, and take over making dinner or playing with V, or listen to me vent about some frustrating events of the day. I am thankful for the moments when we are zoning out in front of the TV at night in that post child-bedtime haze, when you see me setting down to fold an engulfing mound of laundry and though you, too, are so exhausted you really don’t want to move, you get up to help me anyway. I’m thankful that you help me scurry around the house to pick up before play dates, even though you are more comfortable with a messier house, because you know it is important to me to have things tidy.
I am thankful that you give us the last taste of whatever food we are all sharing even when I know you really like it. I am thankful that you mow our lawn, even though you hate doing it, because you know it aggravates my asthma and that V loves to play on it. I’m thankful that you pry out her splinters and in one instance, a tick, while keeping her calm and unafraid. I am thankful that you help her and I not to be scared of things. I am thankful for your goofy antics that keep us smiling (I won’t embarrass you by sharing here). I’m thankful that you are always there to comfort me when I cry or to support and uplift me when I feel like a parenting failure, even when you are busy at work and I feel like a dork for bothering you.
I am thankful that you value creating our own family traditions and special times together. I am ever thankful for the sacrifice you make, giving up precious time with V, so that I can be home with her, especially when we are doing the kinds of projects and going on the sort of outings that you would enjoy. I know you miss those moments and it’s often hard for you to leave when V tells you she’s sad that you are going to “workadays.” I’m grateful that even though I know you are missing those precious moments, you don’t begrudge me when I express some gripes as part of the less glamorous aspects of the at-home parent role. I’m thankful when I see you creating your own special moments and experiences with V; reading in her Book Nook, snuggling watching Star Wars shows, dancing in the living room, going shopping for pretty outfits, crafts, and baubles, doing “ahrt projects”, having gigglefests. I’m really thankful that your efforts have made it possible for us to have the kind of close knit family life we do.
I am thankful (mostly, and sometimes in spite of myself) for the ways you challenge my parenting perspectives. I don’t always tell you, but I know that your questions sometimes provide a really good balance to my own parenting style. I know we do things differently, but I think, ultimately, V will benefit from having both approaches integrated into her upbringing.
I am thankful that you value learning (ours and V’s) as much as I do and that you create opportunities for V to grow and learn with our family. I am thankful that you value my needs and interests and create space and time for me to take care of myself, often reminding me that I need my own time to renew my energy and spirit.
And I’m so thankful for all our precious family moments, none of which would be the same without you. I’m thankful that you are there to hear all of V’s funny quirks and sayings, that you are aware and involved with all aspects of her growth, and that we are sharing this crazy parenting gig together. I’m thankful, even though I sometimes miss those 10 couple-centered years we had pre-kid, that we get to experience raising a child together. I’m thankful that one day, when our little V grows up and moves on to do her own things, that we’ll still have each other for the next phase of our lives, whatever adventures and struggles may come our way. And I’m thankful that I know your heart will be as full as mine when that day arrives.
Thanks for sharing, learning, loving and being part of our lives. Happy Father’s Day!
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