On Friday I posted about the birth of our third child and since then I’ve had some time to reflect on our new reality. I realized that Michelle and I look at little Adelyn totally differently. For Michelle, she sees an adorable little baby girl who can wear bows and headbands of all sorts of creativity. For me, I see a little girl that will wrap my emotions around her finger, argue with me when she’s a teenager, and cause me all sorts of stress as she begins to date and then I eventually have to give her away to another man (who may not even be alive yet).
Different—to say the least. It’s kind of like this:




