Valentine’s day offers an opportunity for reflection and with that comes an opportunity for gratitude.
Thank you for your stamina for ad-lib songs, playfulness, conversation, exploration, your energy to teach him, for protecting him so unapologetically. He is 17 months old and in 17 months he has never known a day, even a minute, where his father’s love for him has not shaped his day, lifted his mood, comforted him, patted him to sleep, held his hand. He’s barely woken at night without seeing your face, stroking your beard within minutes, he’s never had to go to sleep without your voice, the moon, the room and a balloon. You document his moments with your camera and take the time to carefully download, order and print them for him. You are involved in every single decision regarding his life: from the mundane to the significant, always doing your very best to choose what is best with the knowledge we have and gather. You take him swimming and watching you both through the window is like watching a 30-minute docufilm of pure, uninterrupted joy. I see your pride in him. I feel your love for him. He has made you a better person or perhaps more accurately, I know you have always been this good and he brings it out of you every day, many times over.
How lucky I am that you are the father of my child, what a privilege it has been to watch you becoming a father and how happy this team makes me. I am so proud to call you my husband, Happy Valentine’s Day My Love x
