My Husband and Daughter.
When we were pregnant I was sure that we were having a boy. I know that Mr E would have quite liked a little boy but when at our 20 week scan we found out we were having a daughter, I was so thrilled to have a little girl that I could hopefully be best friends with- just like me and my Mum.
What I didn't bargain for was the ultimate bond in our family- Mads and her Daddy. From the second Mr E clapped eyes on our daughter, he adored her. But as she has grown bigger and more interactive, their relationship has grown stronger and stronger.
I knew Mr E would be a good Dad. But I didn't quite realise just how good. His own 'father' left when he was three and he hasn't seen him since. He now looks at Mads and wonders how on earth he could ever have done that. My husband adores that little girl with every single fibre of his being. I look at him sometimes playing with her, or cuddling her and he has tears in his eyes. I often catch him looking at her and the look he has on his face makes my heart flutter- he is completely and utterly devoted to her.
He isn't one of these Dads who sits around and lets me do all the work. In fact he does a lot more than me. Even when I was breastfeeding, he would wake up every night feed to talk to me or keep me company, even when he was up for work the next day. I go off to work in the morning, and he feeds Mads and gets her ready. In the evenings nine times out of ten he will feed her, and give her a bath and put her to bed. I hear them chatting upstairs and reading a bedtime story and it sounds soppy, but it just makes me melt.
Because of this they are as thick as thieves. Mads absolutely adores her Daddy. In the morning she will stand in her cot and shout for her Da Da, she often turns her back on me and cuddles him! All day when I am off work if we go out in the car or open the front door she just repeats 'Da da da da' over and over again. She has even started pointing at photos of him and saying 'Da da.' When Mr E does finally come through the door, her little face literally lights up and she gets so excited she shrieks in delight and jumps up and down.
I don't mind their bond- it doesn't make me jealous that she adores her Daddy because I know she loves me too. In fact it makes me the happiest girl in the world. I love how hands on my husband is with her, and I love that I have given him the greatest gift of all- a wonderful little girl.
I am so proud of my husband and I want him to know that, even though he didn't have the best childhood in the world, he is completely and utterly dedicated to his daughter. Mads is a very lucky little lady, as she really does have one of the best Daddy's in the world.
In fact perhaps THE best. Although I know I am a little biased.
I am so lucky to have them.