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B’s first Father’s Day has come and gone, and I think it was a decent one!  My friend and I setup a date for our husbands for Friday night – it was a surprise date and they each thought they were going out with their wives, but we sent them out to their favorite restaurant so they could have a guys’ night “just like old times.”  Our friends are expecting their first baby in September and he was really excited about their night out once he found out about it.  He said it was just what he needed after a long week!  B, on the other hand, thought about his baby the entire time  😉  Sure he had fun, but he missed his baby boy.

And I guess this is how life has changed for B.  We used to go out quite a bit when Matthew was tiny because we were told it’s important to have date nights, etc.  And we enjoyed those nights out, even if we did talk about Matthew the whole time.  But now that Matthew is older and so much fun, we prefer to just take him with us.  I know, I know – we need to have date nights to keep our own relationship strong and fresh, but Matthew is a great dinner date and makes the nights even more fun.  So here was B, out with his best friend, all dressed up for old times sake, at his favorite restaurant, drinking his favorite drinks and eating his favorite food – all the while missing bath time, book time, and bed time… missing his baby.  It actually breaks my heart to write that  😦  I think I missed the mark this year on Father’s Day.

The rest of the weekend kind of came and went without much fanfare.  B went to a beer festival on Saturday (he wished he hadn’t signed up to go) and then we had my cousin’s baby’s first birthday that night and his friend’s birthday right after that.  He stayed at his friend’s birthday bash while I went home to put Matthew to bed, so he missed the bedtime routine again and that made him sad.  I just feel awful when that happens – I know better than to take that time away from him.  I know I didn’t take it from him on Saturday night, but I sort of did on Friday, even if my intentions were really nice.  Sunday was a lazy day and we did house projects most of the day.  I’m happy to say that B did not miss bedtime on Sunday!

B is a terrific father – I could not have asked for a better husband for myself, or for a better father for my child(ren).  He just is so kind, so patient, and so happy with us!  I always knew that B would love our baby, but I didn’t know he’d love HAVING a baby.  From the moment Matthew entered the world, B has been a changed man.  He became a father that day and the very few walls he had built up around him came crashing down.  He became a softie to not just me (he was always a softie with me), but a softie to everyone around us.  Everyone saw the change in him.  Everyone comments on how much he loves Matthew.  Everyone enjoys watching him enjoy his time with his son.

Happy Father’s Day to my best friend!  Thank you, B, for making this beautiful family with me!