Before we had our first child, I wondered how my husband would be as a father. I knew he would be a fun and loving dad – kids always love playing with him because he is so much fun – but I had no idea how he would be when it wasn’t time to play. After all, my only experience with him and kids was seeing them play. Now that our first son is two and our next son could come any day, I love watching the transformation of fatherhood growing in him. I say “growing”, because each day we grow and learn as parents, and watching him grow as a dad is amazing.
My husband’s dad was not a great example of what a father should be. I know this terrified him when we had our first son, because he didn’t have the wonderful moments with a dad to draw on for experience. But, God the Father is so present in him, and it shows so sweetly through him as he interacts with our son. A tenderness that even I had never seen before came out when he held our baby boy for the first time. Through the tough times, the sleepless nights, and the different phases our little boy has gone through, my husband has been there for our boy the whole time. His shoulders have become the safe place for Preston.
Every day, when my son wakes up, he says “We wait for Dada”, and continues to say that throughout the day waiting for Daddy to come homefrom work. He also looks out the window for “Dada’s blue car” in anticipation for Daddy to come home. What a wonderful thing to watch my children grow up excited to see their dad! Preston plays so differently with my husband than he does with me. They rough and tumble, roll around and jump on the bed. Preston loves watching sports or playing with cars and balls with his daddy. But, my favorite parts are when they are both sleepy. I love watching my husband read bedtime stories and teaching our son how to pray each night. And there have been plenty of times where I’ve lost sleep in awe of them two cuddling asleep together. These are the memories I love making, and can’t wait for our next son to get to experience as well.
I praise God for these precious moments I get to witness with my husband. There is nothing that compares to the bond a child has to a loving father, and I love that my sons get to experience that with the love of my life. While my husband’s earthly father was not always the best of examples, his heavenly Father loves him so fiercely and tenderly and shines this love and tenderness through him. As we anticipate the arrival of our second son, I look forward to more sweet moments to witness.