I know this is supposed to be about my journey. But I have a partner in this loss. And on this day that was supposed to be his first big day of recognition by Lincoln, I want to draw a little bit of attention to him (even though he won’t like it). I purchased his first Father’s day present back in February. It was a big gift but I wanted to show how excited I was for him to be a dad and I am that sure that he will be an amazing dad. The Cubs bleacher seats are still sitting in my mom’s garage. When I was pregnant, Kyle joked that we had to have kids of our own because our younger nieces and nephews are not terribly sure of him. That beard is pretty scary. One of my worst moments came after watching him play with our nephew. I felt physical pain that his arms were empty, too. I spent quite a bit of time crying out my anger in our camper. He would have been such an amazing dad! After going through labor, he told me how amazed he was that I was able to push so quickly. I made it seem easy, he said. In the days after, he was very attentive, making sure I was eating, helping me accomplish small tasks, sometimes just holding me in the kitchen while I cried. All of his focus was me. Now that a couple of months have gone by, when he talks to people, they ask about me but rarely do they ask about him. He is my rock. I can’t say enough how much I love him and how thankful I am that this has brought us together, rather than tearing us apart. So on this day, I want to say Happy Father’s Day to the best husband ever and to all dad’s out there, whether they can hold their babies or not!