I guess there is no time like now to spend a little one-on-one time with Addison. Something tells me that I get more out of our daddy daughter dates than she does right now. In the evenings, when Jillian is exhausted and sleeping, I sneak over to the hospital- not in the middle of the night, mind you, but later in the evening- and sit with her. Sometimes she is wide awake and playful (as playful as she can be) and other times I just rest my hand on her while she sleeps. I like to think that now and again she looks up and sees me and knows who I am, even though everything we've read says that all she sees right now are shades of gray and a complete blur beyond about three inches.
Tonight I was absolutely sucked in. I got to the hospital at about 10:15 p.m. with the intention of just checking in on her. But I began talking to her and before I knew it an hour had passed and then more, and then it was feeding time, so I stayed to take her temp and change her diaper and dress her in the cutest little purple pajamas. I left more than two hours after getting there, and still had to pry myself away. I am beginning to understand why Jillian has a hard time each time she has to leave her.
So I guess this is the beginning of a tradition. We aren't going out for ice cream yet, but these dates mean just as much right now.
1 comment:
aww steve that made me cry. Children are the greatest blessing we can possibly have. Its so comforting to read all about your little family and know that you now know exaclty how much love comes with being a parent. I'm so happy for you and jill. Keep up the daddy daughter dates. They were a huge part of my life with my dad and I love when Jer does them with brooklyn. love you guys!
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