This is my man. He stood with me from the day we found out I'm pregnant. He went to every gynae appointment with me. He fixed the baby's cots, he prepared the baby's room. He did everything that I couldn't do in the 38 weeks and 6 days of pregnancy. When my water bag broke on 24 March 11.30pm, he got everything ready while I took a shower before heading to the hospital. He was excited to be daddy to the little one and I could see it in his entire being. 😊 When I was checked in to the delivery ward, he did all that he could - to be present with me. (Ask him and he will tell you that there's nothing he could do to help me feel better during that time. Literally, he felt helpless.) but husbands, fathers-to-be, being present with your wife is probably the best thing you can do for them when they are in labour. 🙂 On 25 March 9.21pm, our little one was born. Since that day, I have seen even more of what my man is capable of. He loves our son with very much, yet he never neglects my needs in this season. He gives me hugs when I need them, he assures me when I feel overwhelmed, he does things for me when I have no ability to do so... With a lack of sleep, he tries his best to still soothe our little one to sleep, to pick him from the cot and pass him to me for feeding and later on put him back into the cot again... God, thank You for giving me a husband whose love for You overflows into the way he loves and cares for his family. 💕 #plenntifful #plenntiffulfambam https://www.instagram.com/p/B-erTWVHLKM/?igshid=45u9xdkfq8qe














