Supermom

She leaps cravings in a single bound, she can break through the hardest of mood swings, endowed with super-human productivity and resourcefulness, and that super-sexy alter ego (no details allowed without PA folks, sorry) K8 really does qualify as Supermom already. It hit me on the way home tonight, just how I lucky I am to have such a stellar lady in my life. And this post is all about celebrating that.

No matter how you slice it, the load isn't fair. She has to take on 100% of the physical stress of creating life, no small task at all. Not to mention the emotional load that comes with it. Is he moving enough? Is he moving too much? Am I eating right? Did I just break his collarbone with that sneeze? I would trade places with her in an instant if I could, just to give her some relief, but I know it doesn't work like that, and I probably would botch it if I did.

I can see why this can be a tumultuous time for fathers, especially today. I guess it used to be Dads just went of to work and took care of "man things" and left all the hard stuff to their wives. But now, if your wife is anything like mine, it can be downright intimidating just how capable she is. She still goes to work just like I do, and does more than her share of keeping the "family stuff" going, buying presents, keeping the budget, reminding me to shower... (only half joking there). So I guess the last thing that I would want is for her to ever for a second think that she isn't appreciated.

SO darling, thank you thank you thank you. Thank you for shouldering a load that is bringing the greatest joy of our life into being. Thank you for undergoing huge physical changes and the stress that comes along with it, so that we can be a family. I quite literally, couldn't do it without you. Thank you for doing it all with grace and humor. You are super and I love the pants of you!

-Jesse