When I was in the hospital with C-Diff and after my water broke he spent just about every waking minute by my side, cheering me up and keeping me company. And when I went into labor...well I really can't even begin to describe how incredible he was. Though he was scared out of his mind just like I was, he never once showed it. During the c-section he sat by my head, calm and collected as ever, stroking my hair, kissing me, and whispering to me that our babies were strong and wonderful and everything was going to be fine. And I believed him. As soon as he could see each baby, he would dart over to them and then rush back to me with a report - "She's perfect!! She's absolutely perfect!!" He could not have said or done anything better than he did and I never would have made it through that night without him.
And now that the babies are here, he is the most amazing father ever. He loves our babies so much and it is awesome to see him with them. He knows what every single number on every single monitor means, he knows all the NICU terms and slang and he celebrates each and every tiny little milestone the babies make. He's also taken about 700 pictures of them in the 4 days they've been on the planet. He's not proud or anything.
So I just wanted to give a glimpse into how lucky I am in all of this. I may have been the one who had to go through the pregnancy and delivery, but I certainly didn't do it alone. And I look forward to each and every day in our new lives with Joe by my side. I love you.