She knows how to soften a hard part of Bryan's soul that war caused. I knew that when he became a father that I would see this part of him change. He is so protective of her, he loves getting her out of her crib in the morning and wishes he could see her more through the week. He has more patience than me some days. She causes him to act silly again and forces him to get out of the house on adventures to do her favorite things.
Parenting isn't easy and we never expected it to be. Emery likes to get all of her teeth at once and it causes a lot of early mornings. Bryan has been there every step of the way to help where he can. He has empathy for her when he has lacked in that department since being wounded. I see a love and joy in his eyes where that was vacant for so long. He is so helpful in ways that he wasn't before. He does the dishes while I put her to bed, he even changes diapers when he swore he wouldn't. He loves helping me pick out her Halloween costume, Christmas and Birthday gifts and he spares no expense.
She is love and light of our lives. I wish I could accurately put in to words the love and bond we have with her.
It is like she was always meant to be with us.
It's like she can erase some of the damaged bits in his heart.
He pushes through the pain to do things she wants to do when really he wants to just lay around.
He looks to me for guidance on all things parenting related, but really he doesn't need guidance. He is pretty amazing at reading her cues.
We still have challenges. He doesn't drive her if at all possible and he doesn't spend large amounts of time alone with her. This is for her safety as he isn't the best driver and he is forgetful. We make it work though. He may not be able to do all the things that other Dads can do but he surely does an amazing job.
We are thankful for this gift. She is healthy and perfect and we couldn't ask for more. I never forget where we have been, when we were childless and desperately wanted to become parents. Even having Emery doesn't take all the pain away from the infertility. It is still there, it lurks in the dark corners that I have neatly tucked away. It comes out when I hear pregnancy announcements or siblings that will be close in age. People constantly ask if or when we will have another. But we are happy, we won't do infertility treatment again and we are blessed with someone so perfect. Our hole has been filled.
We have just what God wanted us to have. Our sweet, little Emery.