First.. My momma's baby daddy AKA, MY DAD.
This man.. my first love of a different gender.. My Dad.
The one that has had strength beyond any strength I could ever imagine having. The one that has had a gentle hand, even when we heard WAIT TIL YOUR DAD GETS HOME ;) (love you Mom :)). The one that built a roof over our heads with his very own hands. The one that made it possible for my mom's career to be that of a mother that is always available to her children as she became the homemaker we can all only strive to be. The one that coached his kids through our yearning to become the athletes we viewed on TV. The one that I could hear above all others rooting me on. The one that was my cheerleader then, and still is now with his unlimited guidance and support. The one that no matter what, could read me like a book but let me make my own chapters. The one that would put up his fatherly shield for his daughter, and warn a boy in my life that he better bring me home on time. The one that would go looking for me if I decided I thought I knew more, and better then my loving parents. The one that would never hold a grudge as I took a rough road in my life, and be there with open arms, if not wider than before.. when I came to the end of my lesson at the end of that road. The one that has taken on his own challenges in life and never missed a beat, he taught me to live and learn. And that we have...
I do blame him though for a few things ;)... but none that I do not love about him, and honestly.. about myself. We like a challenge is how I like to think of it in a more positive way. Unknowingly, we both like to take paths in lives that bring us back to reality and teach us to never go down that path AGAIN. I think that we all have to find our place in the lives that God has created for us. I KNOW that everything that anyone goes through is not without reason, and we do become beautiful people as God intends for us to be. My dad has not had the easiest path in life, he has had challenges that some would give up questioning every part of their lives and doubt that they can make it through to the beautiful life. He has never given up, when faltering, he has taught me to turn to those that love you most. Sometimes, you deal with things yourself, it's not how to handle it.. we both have been so bad about that, but the lives we are living now shows that we have.. LIVED AND LEARNED. He has taught me that the holes can be deep when we fall into them, and the climb out of them can hurt even deeper.. but you get to the top. No matter what, you get back to the top..
He will always have my admiration, my support, my love that grows stronger every year that goes by. He will always have the absolute amazement at how lucky I am that I am who I am because I have him in my life. He will always have my respect, and appreciation of how forgiving he has always been of challenges that I put in front of him.. he never missed a beat in loving me and caring for me. He will always have my gratitude in teaching me to strive to make my son feel as loved, protected, and cared for as he has and always will make me feel.
I love you my beautiful father, I hope you had a great Father's Day.
Now.. on to MY baby daddy.
Never in my life did I know what having a child would bring to my heart, nor did I know what seeing a man in such absolute love for his child would bring to my heart. My heart overfloweth..
The people that Brad and I were have transpired into the most saturated with love people that we are today with being the proud parents of this little fella...
To see a man melt, get a kick in his step, an excitement in his voice when hearing DADA... it's something I can't get enough of. This baby daddy of mine is one of the most hard working men that I know, and he never complains. The guy sends me texts in the middle of the day of a picture of a thermometer in an attic he is working in that marks- 140 degrees (the dash is not meant for a negative sign either haha!), and he actually gets up and goes to work the next day to do it again. He does whatever he has to do to ensure that we have a roof over our head, a bountiful meal on our table (OK bountiful means chicken nuggets every night to little guy haha, but whateva, he still makes money to buy the economy size bag since it is all he wants to eat lately), and the finer things in life in our house. HE.NEVER.COMPLAINS. Walking crooked into the house because the 5 ton a/c unit took a toll on my He-Man. He will get up and go to work the next day, and NEVER COMPLAIN. He fully understands that even after a long day, work continues at home until the tazmanian tot closes his eyes to end another productive day. He doesn't leave me alone to keep trucking along getting dinner done, house cleaned, and the tot shiny clean and ready to hit the sack. He is great, and when he is not able to be home it hits him like a ton of bricks. That is a good father. To feel such despair when he can't be home to try to catch the bouncy bundle of laughter that turns his bed into a trampoline, just to snag a kiss.. that despair is called love. That despair is good, that despair is being a father called away from home so that your family has the roof over their head. The man will help however he can, never complains at any chore I ask him to assist with. Although, I HAVE TO ASK ;), I will take that over feeling like I am all alone to run the family duties.I have his love, his adoration, his beautiful son, I have it all. And I am in love with every blessing that has been brought into my life. I sometimes wonder how I have been chosen to have the most amazing people in my life, they make me whole. They make me a better person. They make me deeply in love. The man that won my heart on Christmas night 2004, has made my heart completely whole, and enamored with the man that he is as a father.
The man that has given me this to adore..
Shew! And that was just B's first year of daddy favorite pics. that I love!
Thank you for showing so much love, care, and adoration for our son and our family. I can't believe how far we have come, how quickly we keep moving, and the family that we are turning in to. I love it here :). I love you, and I love the man that you for our child. I love the example that he has in you to become a wonderful man, and a wonderful person as he follows in your footsteps. It's a wonderful path for him to be on! I love you baby daddy! Thank you for the world that you have given me!
Thank you for the sweets on Father's Day, Love Brady :).
OK AND BECAUSE YOUR MAJESTY SAYS ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, WE SHALL END THIS POST :).
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