I know I am a week late on my Father's Day post. I have been so busy with school, work and our back yard that I haven't even been able to think about anything else! Let me just say my world is full of amazing fathers. My dad is the best, his faith is so strong and so inspiring, how could I not aspire to be like him? He has worked hard my whole life just to make sure that me and my siblings never went without. I have great memories of my dad teaching me to solemn ski, play catch, snow ski, along with so many other things. He is an amazing grandfather as well, he loves his grand kids so much and I love how he thinks of and mentions Avery when no one else does.
Skeet's dad reminds me a lot of my father. He too is hard working and would do anything for his kids and grand kids. He always has a smile and a hug for you and he tells the best jokes! He raised a great man who I know has made and will make a great dad.
I could go on and on about my grandfathers and my brother and brothers-in-law, but I can't put off mentioning the man that is the father of my child.
I married an amazing man. He has been nothing but supportive to me and to what I feel is best for us. He agreed to the In Vitro after undergoing all of the many tests and I believe it was as much because he wanted to make me happy as it was that he wanted a child too. Getting Skeet to go through with all the tests couldn't have been all that easy on him because he is scared to death of needles. He will actually pass out, which has always been a little funny to me because he is such a big tough guy!! There is only one other situation where the tough guy disappears and the big teddy bear takes over and that is when he plays with his nieces and nephews. I see him with them and I just know that he is meant to be a father.
One of the most difficult things I had to overcome when I said goodbye to my little girl was knowing that she would have had Skeet wrapped around her finger. He is such a softy when it comes to little girls and I saw that in his face when he held her for the first time. What a proud and heartbreaking moment that was. She looked so tiny in his strong arms and the heartbroken look on his face tore me apart. As we held her and prepared to say goodbye he said to me that he wished he could have seen her eyes. I don't know why but that moment, those words, will stick with me forever. He was the last to see her as he offered to walk her down to the nursery. It made me feel so much better to know that I didn't have to hand her over to a stranger, that he would do that for me. What an amazing man! He has been such a source of strength for me and has been so incredibly understanding. I know that his heart was broken as well but he made sure to take good care of me. I can never thank him enough for that.
We spent the weekend of Father's Day on the mountain enjoying the beautiful property that has been in our family for years and years. I decided to share some pictures of our trip! You'll notice my obsession with quaking aspen.
Skeet doing what he loves, cutting down trees.
Callie learning to swim, she caught on fast and we couldn't get her out of the water.
Here is some video of Callie swimming. She did get a lot better at it and wasn't splashing around as much but I am bad at taking video and all the other videos I had made me sick because they were so shaky.