Remember that show back in the 90's (or late 80's?) called "My Two Dads"?? Loved that show. Not really sure why I mention this, but I guess it just helped me come up with the title for this post :)
Between my husband and I we have four dads. My dad, my step-dad, my husband's dad and my husband's step-dad. The more the merrier. Although, sometimes it's really hard to visit with everyone on days like this. Today my husband and I had to split up. I drove down to see my dad and my husband went to a bbq with his dad. They don't live near each other so it wasn't going to work out visiting both places.
This morning tugged on my heart a bit. My husband had texted two of his close friends who are first time dads. He wanted to wish them a "Happy First Father's Day." Then he looked over at me and sighed, "Someday it'll be our turn" he said. I think my heart filled with hope and broke into pieces all at the same time. I just know my husband is going to make an amazing Daddy. I feel like we are just waiting to flip the "go" switch. Or like a show we have been rehearsing for and we are just waiting for opening night. We're going to be great parents, I just know it. This kid is already super loved and he/she has not even been conceived yet...
I'm very confident that next Father's Day is going to be a whole different ballgame :)
***AF update (for anyone who's been holding their breath to know the status of my lady parts): I think Tuesday's surgery is a go!***