Father's Day

I was a little mean to my husband today. For that I am truly sorry. It was just one of those days. This day was designed to celebrate him and the wonderfully father he is. Yet, I ruined it with my negative attitude. 

See, today I can't help but feel sad. We should be celebrating my husband as the wonderful father of two children. Our son, Jackson, and our little angel baby. Sometimes life does not seem fair in any way, shape, or form. But whoever said that life is or should be fair? No, instead Jesus spoke of the hardships that were to come in life. 

I love my little angel baby and I wish s/he was still growing in my belly. S/he would have been 12 weeks today. We would be preparing for the general public announcement soon. Yet, here we are. We remember our little angel baby and the 6 too short weeks we had with him/her. I wonder why we were given a baby for such a short time. What was the point? What was the purpose? 

I love my husband and wouldn't want any other man being the father of my children or my partner in parenthood. He is patient, loving, kind, strong, and wise with Jackson. He gives Jackson such am excellent example of what a man should be. I hope Jackson grows up to be just like Matthew.