My husband tried to explain to me how he felt when he first held our daughter. He said he knew love from his family and friends and he knew love and what it meant with me, his wife but then he tried to explain how he had this instant overwhelming passion for our little one the very second he looked at her, tiny and bundled in his big hands. I knew I married the right man when he struggled to explain his love for our baby. Because nothing means more to me than the love I have for my family and it’s not something I can easily put into words.
I love you hunny, happy day and may the cycle continue with our generation.