Sunday, June 16, 2013

Father's Day

It's my first real Father's Day!  While I love and appreciate my own father (and will consider my adult self a success if I can be half the man he is), this holiday has never been anything special.  It was always just another day.  Boy does that all change when you become a dad!  There is nothing in life that I am more proud of than being a father.

I have a very strange memory, as most of you well know.  I can hear a quote from a TV show or movie and remember/repeat it for the rest of my life.  In fact, probably 1/4 of everything I say is a direct quote from something I have seen (Jurassic Park is one of the most common sources).  In everything else my memory is par for the course or a little worse.  I would be hard pressed to answer correctly if you asked me what I ate for dinner yesterday.  Oddly I do remember the first meal Crystal ever cooked me though (way to a man's heart!).

Memory background stated, I am amazed at how many things with these babies are permanently engraved in my memory.  I still remember the feeling when I first saw them in the operating room.  I can remember what I was doing, where I was, and exactly what it sounded like the first time one of the babies (Alton) ever laughed out loud.  I remember the first time I saw one of them roll over (Ashlyn).

I even cherish the negative memories.  I will always recall what Neutramigen smells like from Ashlyn throwing it up all over me so many times.  I can recognize the sound of Alton crying from the other side of our church building.  As frustrating as it is for all their eating troubles, I will look back on all the opportunities to snuggle with them, while screaming or not, for so long with gratitude.

I am so happy and proud to be a father.  I love everything about it, even the hard times.  I know that in the future I will look back at getting up at 2am to help a screaming baby, feeding a child who wants to do anything but eat, and watching the bank account balance plummet as we purchase formula after formula as nothing but fond memories.  Happy Father's Day, everyone.


Leanna said...

yay! so precious

Micah said...
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Tiffany said...

Just wait until they are old enough to sing with the Primary. They don't usually sound too good, but it'll bring you to tears just to see your little ones up there.
Sorry, that deleted comment was me accidentally posting from my husband's account.