A Father’s Love

I hope my son gets to have his father’s love well into his adult years. 

I didn’t grow up with my father so I can say I ever really knew a father’s love. I had uncles that stepped in and a step father I still call dad so yes I did have a father’s love but it wasn’t my father’s love. Does that make sense? 

I want our girls to have their dad’s love too of course but I know my son needs his father in ways I can never be there for him. Well if I’m being honest, the girls need it too because… Even now I know there are things I needed my father’s love for when I was growing up.. 

I laugh when the hubs tells Z that him and Baby (the nickname he is most known as now) are going to the “man store” aka Home Depot. She always declares “that’s not a man store. I go there too and so does mommy”. Let him know Baby Girl. Let him know. 

I watch how the Hubs and his dad interact and I want that for Baby E. Funny grandpa is the more sensitive one of the two but I think as hubs grows older he will soften over time. When he is cutting his hair, letting him mess around with his tools or letting him “drive”, my heart is happy because that’s just where I pictured the father and son bond starting. 

And of course we parent differently and Baby E knows just what he can get from his dad… ice pops, lollipops and tv time. All side eyes from me but I generally let it go. Well not if he has been bouncing off the walls or it’s close to bed time because NO! 

Either way, I know that my son is growing up with his father’s love and I appreciate it.