My baby daddy

When I married the boss, one of the first things I wanted to do was have a bunch of kids. I don't really know why my desire to become a mom was so strong. Stronger than my desire to live out the rest of my teen years, stronger than my desire to travel, have money, freedom, lazy Saturday's, getting an education and a degree...once we got married, that's all I wanted. A baby. Awww. The boss, being a little older than me, was more logical about these things, he suggested we wait a year or two. We were poor, young, just starting out. But I wanted a baby. He must have wanted one as well. Because 8 months after marriage, I convinced him to throw caution to the wind and just "see what happens". Aaaand about a week later we decided, meh, probably not the best idea we had ever had and decided to wait another year. Only...by that time it was kind of...umm...to late. And so was I, a couple of weeks later. whoops. Welcome to parenthood!

The boss never ceased to amaze me with how googly eyed he got when each of our children were born. Becoming a mother is an amazing transformation to go through but for the boss, it always seemed so effortless. It was like...one day he was just Seth, the next day he was a Papa, and never thought twice about it. Any wife with kids would agree that there is nothing more attractive, more endearing, or more sexy than looking at the man you love with all your heart holding your newborn child and not being able to take his eyes off that baby because he is SO in love. You don't even feel jealous that he loves something, if for a moment, more than he loves you because it is the child that you brought into the world and it's actually very flattering. It's like "Yep, buddy. Look what mama grew and squeezed out...that's right...YOUR KID! Soak it up and you can thank me later. Cause it hurt. A lot." He has yet to thank for me for some 95 hours total of labor after 4 birthing adventures but I suppose that is neither here nor there. But it'd be nice. I mean, it really hurt and all that pain couldn't be more pain than a "thanks for bringing my kids into the world" right? But wait, we're all about fathers today huh? 

I could never have chosen a better father for my children. He has always been, and still is, inspirational to me. I want to be as good of a mother as he is a father. But as much as he inspires me to be a better parent, spouse, and person as a whole, my favorite thing about the boss in regards to his role as a father is what a fine example he sets for our children as to what the role of father and husband really should be, especially for the boys. I sometimes worry about how Cate will feel and act when she becomes a wife and mother, having me as her primary role model. The boys? Nah. I ain't concerned one bit. The boss shows those boys on a daily basis what it means to be a good man, a good husband, and a good father. These young boys watch their father have his hands together in prayer at each meal. They watch him be patient and kind to their crazy and emotionally charged mother even when they know good and well he'd much rather smack her and tell her and to get over it. They see him on a daily basis come home from a full days work at the office and while he's mentally drained and physically spent, he finds the energy to tend to a garden that provides for and nourishes his growing family. They see him start little projects around the house and see them through. They see him do without things that would make his life easier because he knows that every dime spent to make things easier for him is a dine spent and not put back for his family. In all the things that they see, every day, from their father, they see an example set for them. They see a gentle and loving father with a stern hand and strong principles. They see a kind and affectionate husband who treats his wife like a princess and calls her beautiful every single day. They see a responsible man who goes to work each morning without complaining and comes home to take care of his house and property so that we can enjoy it to it's full potential. They see, every day, a real man. A Godly and Christian man who lives every single day of his life for his family and his faith. That's what they get to see in their Papa.

If my boys are even an ounce of what their father is, they'll do just fine, but they have a mighty big example to live up to if they hope to be like their hero. I can only hope and pray that Cate will someday find a man as wonderful as her Papa to marry. Whatever happens, I have no doubt what so ever that my kids will always see their Papa as their ultimate hero. I can only hope that someday, regardless of how many spankings he gives them, they will understand someday the full extent of his love, devotion, and affection for them. They are his world.

Boss- Happy Fathers day, precious. If you didn't get it from everything I wrote above, I'm really glad you are my baby daddy ;-) I wish you could see yourself through my eyes for just one day. I love you more than you will ever know.