Father's Day.

Yesterday was Father's Day. I have always thought that this is a pretty important day because I just love my Dads. They are fantastic - I honestly might be one of the luckiest girls alive because I have two absolutely incredible men in my life that I have grown up with.
They both have their quirks and are amazing in their own special ways but they also have a few things in common. They have both loved me unconditionally (and I am pretty sure at times that was probably not the easiest thing to do), they have supported me and pushed me to be an honest, loving, caring and hard working person, they have given me advice (solicited and not!), dried tears, kissed boo boos (even in my later years- I have never been the most graceful girl), threatened boyfriends and just always watched out for me to make sure that I am the best I can be. This year not only did I get to celebrate them but I was able to share them with my daughter. I know one day she will  celebrate her Grandpa and Pepere because I know that they are going to do everything they have done for me and also let her eat as much ice cream as she wants before dinner and stay up past her bedtime... But one of the coolest things about this Father's Day was celebrating the newest Dad in our family - Max's Daddy. I have to be honest - never in a million years did I imagine that I would be as lucky as I am to have such an amazing man taking care of my daughter (ok I know she is technically our daughter but you know what I mean). Watching the bond grow between the two of them is an adventure everyday and one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. I have melted at that sight of good desserts, a great pair of shoes and some gorgeous jewelry but it doesn't even compare to the amount of melting that happens when he picks up little Max when he gets home from work or when he says goodbye to her in the morning. It is a pretty cool thing to see happen everyday.

Aside from being head over heels for her, he has done everything (and then some) that a new mom could dream of to make life a little bit easier. This whole mom thing has taken some getting used to - the all night feedings, changing diapers every ten minutes,figuring out which cry is which - all while trying to keep a bit of yourself at the same time. But having someone take over every chance he can is amazing, I am almost forced to take a nap when he gets home, I think I have made dinner maybe twice in the last 5 weeks, the diaper changes are under his control and well he just does everything he can to make sure that we are both as happy as possible. I am well aware of the fact that many children aren't fortunate enough to have such a strong father figure in their life as they grow up, I am also aware that many woman never experience the benefits of having a supportive and confident partner helping them shape someone else's life. That is why this Father's day everything seemed just a little different, a bit more special, a bit more memorable and a bit harder - harder because I don't know if it is possible to really show my Dad's how important they are to me and how much more I realize this now or if it is possible to make Max's Dad understand that he is just truly a natural at this dad thing and how much we both appreciate it.

On behalf of every man

Looking out for every girl

You are the God and the weight of her world...

So fathers be good to your daughters

Daughters will love like you do

Girls become lovers who turn into mothers

so mothers be good to your daughters too