Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Glad Dad

I bought this (edit: The Shopmama.com site is down right now. It worked great this a.m. and I think we crashed their server or something!) t-shirt, and stashed it away, in hopes that I would be able to give it to Curtis on the day we found out we were going to be parents. It had been sitting in the closet, until last night. He came downstairs and he was wearing his neat-o shirt. And he had the biggest grin on his face.

There is something very magical about watching the father of your child, morph into just that. A Dad. I knew when I married him that he would make a great father, and he is proving me right with every day that passes. When I was in the throws of morning sickness, he would make me toast and rub my back and tell me it would be okay. He would help me clean up around the house. Folding laundry and emptying the dishwasher became his thing. And he never said a word about it. He is still making my breakfasts in the morning and he makes my sandwiches for lunch. He's such a great caregiver and I am so fortunate to have him to venture through these unchartered waters with me.

As our little boy has become more active in my belly, I have been yearning for Curtis to feel it too. And over the weekend, he placed his hand on my stomach, and he felt his son kick. I told him that I wouldn't tell him when it happened; that he would have to tell me if he felt it or not. When he looked over at me, right after I was swiftly kicked in the belly button, I knew he felt it. And the grin on his face was there to prove it. Each night, before we go to bed, he puts his head on my stomach, as if he knows that his son is somehow talking back to him. He listens, intently, like someone eaves dropping through a wall. Hoping perhaps that he might get a swift kick in the ear, I don't know. But it is one of the most humbling and precious things that this man has ever done. He will then pick his ear up off of my stomach, and say "Hi, peanut, I am your Dad. Can you hear me?" It's enough to melt a girls heart.

I feel so very blessed today, and each and every day, that we get to do this together. We are now partners in so many more ways than we were before. We get to raise a child together. And that is something truly amazing and so absolutely beautiful. And a little scary, too. But, lucky for me, I have the gladdest Dad on the planet to help me through it.


On a side note: We were at my brother's lacrosse game in Detroit on Saturday, and this Glad Dad is also a competitive one. He likes sports, and he doesn't like referees who make unfair calls. He was getting into it, and everyone around us had a good laugh when I told them that we were going to be having a boy in a few months. I think this peanut might have his Dad as his soccer coach someday. Or maybe he will be the referee. Letting the kids play, like he so desperately wanted the ref to do on Saturday. :o)


Amanda said...

:( The link won't work for me! Kicks are so fun, especially when they can be shared!

Kristen said...

Em! My eyes are tearing up yet again reading your post. You have such a great guy, and it sounds like he's going to be such a great dad. You two are going to be the most loving parents, and Peanut K is going to be such a lucky kid.

I don't know how soon it will be, but I can't wait for my hubby and I to be in your same position :)

Kerri said...

The link didn't work for me either. :(

That's a great post. You're a lucky gal to have such a great guy!

Amy Carroll said...

This was a beautiful post Em. How wonderful to hear these amazing changes happening for you and Curtis. He is an amazing guy and you are both so lucky to have each other!

Heather said...

Such a beautiful post, Em. Curtis sounds like a great guy.