Father's day has always been a little hard for me. I had some great father-figures growing up (Uncles, you are amazing) but it's strange celebrating a holiday for a person who is completely absent in your life. Truthfully, Father's Day was the one holiday I found myself dreading year after year. It served as a painful reminder of what I was missing in my life.
Now that I am married and my husband is a father, I can look at this holiday in a different light. I am incredibly blessed to have a husband who is caring, attentive, selfless and loving. He is everything I never thought existed in a man. To watch him father our girls is an honor. He is very much a co-parent with me and I know I couldn't do this parenting thing without him. I am blessed to know that my girls will grow up knowing their father loves them, that any doubt of that fact will not be present in their minds.
Tomorrow we have a few things planned, but mostly we are going to spend a lovely, relaxing day with our favorite Papabear.
Enjoy Father's day and give that father, uncle or future father a big hug for me.