The Sum Of Us

Since the silent years on this blog, where our last chapter closed on rosy love, I have come to re-visit this place. A quiet space on the interweb which seems to be a cross between sitting under a tree and yelling into a canyon.

In those silent years, we have fought and made up, tried for 15 months to conceive, enjoyed 9 months of growing a child in a belly, and been put through the grinder of parenthood.

I am no longer the same.
I am older, my body is more broken.
I am less ambitious (already!?)
I am more contented, our baby's hugs are golden.
I am stiffer, bigger, baggier.
I am tired.
I want for less.
I've learnt to live with less.
I've learnt to ask for less.

Some days, I put my head down and cannot get back up.
In these times, you have still been my anchor.
You finish what I cannot
You hold us together.

I don't know where you find the strength
But I am always deeply grateful.

Thank you for being a great daddy.