I want to be called "Dad"
My husband is wonderful, truly. We have grown up together over these past 14 years and this was the first time I've ever been speechless, happy and broken at the same time.
We have been trying for 4 years (since I was 28). We finally got pregnant, yay!! Only to lose the baby 12 weeks later. My whole world was broken, and he was my rock. our faith, and my hubby brought me through many cloudy days.
Then this happened...
His sister (whom I adore) is 10 years younger than him, and married for 2 years. She sent us a picture. She's pregnant (not even trying!).
The message with the ultrasound pic said "brother, what do you want to be called?" I saw the tears of joy/sadness enter his eyes and he said, "I wanted to be called Dad."
Raw. Honest. Overwhelming words.
Obviously I was heart broken, again.
I feel so guilty that my body has not been able to make this happen for him, for me, and for us. He's always my rock and as she continues to glow with excitement, all I can remember are those words.
Although he couldn't feel the changes my body felt the day I became pregnant I became a Mom, and he became a Dad only to our angel. He never truly showed his grief, he took care of me. Now, it's time for us to take care of eachother. Although I'm excited to finally be an Aunt, and he's excited to be an uncle his words are our truth.
"I want to be called Dad."
The words that made me realize that men grieve too.
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