In the heat of an argument one night when false accusations flew, I didn’t know your daddy felt it, too.

When I hid the positive pregnancy test in a pizza box but we found out it was untrue, I didn’t know your daddy felt it, too.

When my body changed and everything hurt and I couldn’t tie my own shoe, I didn’t know your daddy felt it, too.

When I was rolled into the operating room and we thought we were losing you, I didn’t know your daddy felt it, too.

When I lay on the freezing cold table, and there were complications behind the curtain of blue, I didn’t know your daddy felt it, too.

When you started breathing funny and the doctors weren’t sure what to do, I didn’t know your daddy felt it too.

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When the stress of new motherhood weighed heavy on my heart and all my skies felt blue, I didn’t know your daddy felt it too.

When I became a mom of one and then a mom of two, I didn’t know your daddy felt it too.

When the pandemic hit, I was petrified (and pregnant) once more—with you
I didn’t know your daddy felt it, too.

When we went from two to three (my lap was full) and I felt like I had no clue, I didn’t know your daddy felt it, too.

But in the heat of an argument one night, he pierced me with his eyes of blue as he calmly stated four words: “I felt it, too.”

When we found out we were at a 90 percent chance of miscarriage and surgery would ensue—honey, did you know I felt it, too?

When they rushed you and our unborn son away and there was nothing I could do—honey, did you know I felt it, too?

When you were alone in that operating room, I paced and prayed you both would make it through—honey, did you know I felt it, too?

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When I wanted to protect you and our children, so tiny and so new—honey, did you know I felt it, too?

When my life went from being just me to being all about my babies and you—honey, did you know I felt it, too?

When we lost one in between pregnancy number one and pregnancy number two—honey, please believe I felt it, too.

I cannot always articulate my feelings as beautifully as you, but I just wanted you to know . . . I felt it, too.

And now, when they crawl across the floor to me and scream with delight after learning something new—honey, all of their joy, I feel it, too.

When they give us a thousand kisses and say they love us “a million and two!”
Honey, all their love—I feel it, too. 

And all of this has amplified my love for you.