They should’ve warned me that I would love my husband so much more once he became the father of my miracle baby boys. That I wouldn’t remember what the old love had felt like. That we’d have challenges, and arguments for sure. Especially not agreeing on how to do things for our sons.
That I’d overhear him while he changed Jace’s diaper saying the alphabet or just little conversation. Or the laughter and screaming I would hear from Justis from Daddy throwing him in the air to land on the bed. The nights I’d watch them on the video monitor while he was putting them to sleep. And that my heart, would melt right out of my chest and all over the floor again.
I had no idea I could love the way I do.