As we set in church that Sunday morning, listening to the pastor's sermon where he addressed men who "are fathers, are planning to be a father, or ever hope to be a father" my eyes filled with tears when Jay turned to me and said "maybe I'm becoming a father as we speak." What a heavy thing to take in. I keep telling him how I want so badly to "duplicate those eyes" and as much as I knew in my heart it hadn't happened, I just HAD to take a HPT that night. The possibility of me to be able to tell him he's going to be a daddy on a day like Father's day was too great to not try.
I'm sad to report that I didn't get the opportunity to say those words that day.