Dads and Husbands Are Amazing

Well, we're still "here," meaning that the little room graced with beautiful flowers and the newest addition to the Miller family is beginning to resemble one of my long hitch campsites from trail crew days. While Eric is flipping through channels and stops shortly on an aerobics program, I must confess that I would nearly give all of the gold fillings in my mouth to be able to move that perkily right now. One broken tail bone, a probable hernia and a blood transfusion later, I might be accused of pulling off the Jordan-style one stop shopping in Miles City - the "go to town and get it all done while you are there" method. I might suggest to the Pediatricians Association that they add another chapter to their pregnancy guide entitled "When it feels like the bus hit you, you still feel extremely grateful."

Everyone that knows Eric will know that he means business when it comes to learning new things and making sure "stuff gets done." He is an AMAZING DAD and I am SO LUCKY to have him as my husband! (I knew the latter already and figured on the former, but that still doesn't change the grateful factor) When most might have pulled all their hair out - he managed posting new pictures, burping, rocking and changing the new babe, caring for a wife and amusing the nurses by cheerily stealing their coffee each morning (we will be restocking them). He hadn't posted a picture of himself and Gwen yet....so I though I'd better find the computer and give credit where it was due. Gwen falls asleep right in his arms and they watch their first football game together last night. I've been able to do the swaddling, burping and changing since last night - but have relied on Eric for the pro tips - like how to get the blanket wrapped properly.
More to Come .................