…because you spent the next 5 hours alternating between cradling that little girl in your arms and cleaning up more and more and more barf.
…because you insisted that it was ok for me, pregnant, to go have a nap.
…because once that little girl was feeling better, you set up a shade zone in the backyard so that you could play outside together.
…because you’re sitting on the couch watching muppets from space instead of spaceballs so that a little girl can chill out and rest next to you.
…because you didn’t complain at all about having a peanut butter and jam sandwich instead of a big barbeque for dinner.
…because this is not special behaviour for you – this is you.
…because I can’t wait until I see you with both of my children.