He's Superman

In this world, I am so incredibly thankful for my husband. 

I know that a lot of women say that their husbands are awesome, or that they married the best man in the whole world. But I really mean it. My husband is awesome, and I married the best man in the whole world. 

I cherish him. Every single day with him. 

He puts me at ease. He makes me feel normal. He rules.

Two years ago when we started talking about having a baby, I didn't stop and think about what kind of dad he'd be. I never wondered or worried about it during my pregnancy either. The thought of Josh as a dad never really crossed my mind. I guess that seems a little weird that I didn't ponder what he might be like when his son or daughter arrived. I think I just intuitively knew that he'd be super at it. Super is an understatement. 

Joshua, I love you.

When John Ashley Beam was born a little over a year ago, I had a RAGING case of the baby blues. I was overwhelmed, emotional, in pain, exhausted, etc. My husband had never had any real experience with babies, but he changed every diaper, responded to every cry; you would have thought John was his third or fourth kid just viewing his comfort level with him and with the whole process. 

I had a really difficult time nursing him in the beginning. Most people thought that I should just give up, just give the baby formula. Six months of wondering if he would ever latch ... Josh stood by me and my decision to nurse. Thanks for that, Boo; it meant/means a lot. 

Josh is such a gifted (spiritually gifted, actually) helper. When we are apart, my friends and family can vouch that I DO NOT have it together because I rely on his help so much. Many women raise kids all by themselves [hats off to you]. I thank God that my husband LOOKS for ways to help me with our son every morning/day/night. You rule, Bub. Thank you!

Joshua is also so actively involved in John's life. He sits at his toy box with him every afternoon to play with him. He reads him books. He watches t.v. with him. (Dinosaur Train is their favorite.) He takes him to the park. He feeds him. He bathes him. He changes his diapers. He prays for him. He makes sure that he has everything he needs. All of this, and John is not even to the age where he can talk, play catch, go camping/hunting/fishing, you know, all of the fun father/son bonding stuff. I know that he is building a bond of trust with John that will last a lifetime. Josh, every little thing that you take the time to do with him matters. Thank you for being such an involved Dada. We love you for it, Mr. Beam!

Josh, I am so PROUD to be married to you. I am so THANKFUL that you are the father of our children. I know that your love will point each of them (them - Lord willing) to our Heavenly Father. You are a man worthy of RESPECT, and I know that it isn't really your thing to be publicly recognized, but I want to give glory to God for the way that His image shows forth through your role as a father. 

I love you, I love you, I love you. 

I can never say thank you enough for all that you do for me and John. 

Happy Father's Day, sweetheart.