The Moment He Became a Dad

He insisted we stop on the way home from church to pick up a pregnancy test. And he insisted I take the test, not at the suggested first hour of the morning, but as soon as we got home.

So to appease him, I did. I set it on the counter to wait the requisite 60 seconds before you look. I started the microwave timer to ensure that I would not cheat. The buzzer went off.

I walked over to the test, this 6-inch strip of white plastic that has the ability to change your life forever as you know it sat there glaring at me. 

And I remember saying “hmm, that’s interesting.”

I handed him the test. He took one look at it and burst into tears. 37 years of waiting and he was going to be a dad.

My mother told me recently that I hit the lottery…

And while I agree with her, I also know that there were many frogs before I found my prince. Luck did play a part in it, but hard work, and never giving up on what God would have in store for me, allowed me to get to this point.

Bar none, my biggest achievement in life will be these two little human beings that this man and I brought into the world. He is a dad because of me, and I am a mom because of him. And I am eternally grateful.

Happy Father’s Day, my love. You are positively amazeballs.