I can't imagine loving anybody more than Logan. Whether or not he's crying, pooping, or sleeping - to me - he is the most fascinating thing on earth and perfect in every way.
But this post I wanted to talk about the other man in my life. Bryan and I have been together for 4.5 years, and in that time life has thrown some serious curve balls our way. I was there, supporting him, when his father passed away. Two years later he was my rock when I was dealing with the death of my sister. We have always loved, comforted, and supported each other when one of us needed it.
This time it's different. This time we are BOTH dealing with a stressful situation. I can easily see how the stress of a preemie baby could drive a wedge between a couple. Imagine the most stressful "normal day" and multiply it by 10 and then give your partner the same stress - throw in a whole bunch of exhaustion and it can be a recipe for tension.
It's not like that with us. It's not surprising to me how wonderful he is with our son. I've seen him interact with his daughter and I know what kind of Dad he is. It's not surprising to me the look of love that he has on his face every time he sees Logan. What is surprising to me is how connected the two of us have been in the last week and a half.
We've always been close, he has been my best friend for 4 years and I can easily say he knows me better than anybody else (including myself sometimes). Since Logan was born we have gotten even closer. We aren't getting annoyed at each other for the little things, we are both more helpful and understanding of each others moods. We both understand and appreciate what the other person is going through. Together we celebrate the victories, and lean on each other during the setbacks.
Father, husband, best friend, confidant, ally, cheerleader, soul mate. None of these words even come close to describing what Bryan means to me. If I have to go through this, I consider myself blessed to have him here, going through it with me.
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