This guy. He was made to be a daddy. He radiates “good dad” in every way possible, and I can’t imagine our lives if he didn’t get to spend as much time with our girl as he does.
That’s part of the reason I do what I do. I never wanted the entire weight of our livelihood on his shoulders. I never wanted him to be the dad who had to be gone all the time working. I never wanted him to be the dad who just got a few hours with the baby between work, commuting, and bedtime. I know how heartbreaking that life is. My parents had to work all the time growing up just to make ends meet, and even still, we sometimes came up short. Our norm was an hour or two all together in the evenings before the bedtime routine started. And I wanted different for us.
My husband gets to be an entrepreneur. He gets to pursue a career he loves, without the stress of how much money he brings in. He gets to spend every day with our daughter, bonding with her, loving on her, never missing out on her growing up (which has already been way to fast ).
Making a living as a work-at-home mama isn’t always easy. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world because of what it means for our family. I learned how to monetize something I was loving (helping people) and already spending time doing (“playing” on social media), and it’s made us feel like we really can have our cake and eat it, too. So thankful for the answer to a prayer we had yet to even start praying
Oh, and I definitely can’t go this whole day without publicly saying Happy First Father’s Day to the man who makes life better in every way. I can’t imagine how I’d survive parenthood without his corny dad jokes, sweet cuddles, and big ol’ servant heart. Avery and I are truly blessed!