Alan has always been comfortable with babies. If there was an infant within a two mile radius, he would find and steal that baby, waaaaay before he would EVER say the M word (marriage). But there is something magical about watching a man become a dad.
My husband is the best. He’s always been a team player about getting up to change a diaper, taking the baby to give me a break (ok, just hogging the snuggle time, really…), and no one looks better with poop on his clothes.
My children are blessed and they don’t even know it. They just know their Daddy adores them. And I adore him.