To the men who step up every day: it doesn’t go unnoticed. I see you.
I see you trying to figure out how the new Joey pump works, watching all the youtube videos you can find. I see that worry on your face if you’ve done it right.
I see you, like clockwork, line up the medicine syringes, measuring precisely the right amount. Warming up the water so that’s it not too cold to go through the g-tube. I see how you’ve mastered the button.
I see you throwing out the trash, and collecting the diapers from the pail because you know momma has a terrible smell reaction to… everything. This is also why you’ve reached Allstar dad because you clean up all the vomit (even when it’s mine).
I see you keeping the kids occupied when I can’t get myself out of bed, whether it be because I simply can’t face the world, or if it’s because I didn’t catch my migraine with meds in time.
I see you when it’s been tough at work, and you still get it all done at home, even if you’re deep in thought about other things.
I’m guilty of not saying how much it means to me that you’re not just the most awesome husband, but you also rock as a kickass dad.