An open letter to my husband-to-be…
Updated: Jun 12, 2020
I remember the first time I saw you at the gym. I’d love to say it was your winning personality that attracted me initially, but it wasn’t. Like the shallow human being that I am, it was your arms and tattoos that first lured me in. Not one to hang about, I messaged you that very same day saying I reckon I could take you in a weightlifting competition and the rest, as they say, is history.
Our first date seems like it was yesterday. We walked Freddie along the canal to The George where I enjoyed a pint of Guinness and you an orange juice (you wild thing, you). It was then that our piss-taking, loving relationship started, and upon my return home that day, while channeling my inner bunny boiler, I wrote myself a note that I would marry you. As you know, I very rarely do soppy, but I knew immediately that you were the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. And, although you played it very cool at the start, you quickly came round to my way of thinking, blinded by my winning personality obviously (or was it my ass? 😉 ).
Since that day, you have filled my life with more laughter, joy, protection, loyalty and love than I can ever have wished for. And now, almost three years on, we have a beautiful little boy, something I will be grateful to and love you forever for giving me.
I know the past 20 days have been rough. And I know how helpless and frustrated you have felt and still do feel, to an extent. I can only imagine how hard it must be to watch the person you love be in pain and struggle so much without being able to do anything to help. You’re the Alpha, right? 😉 And that means making things right for your pack, something you haven’t been able to do recently. But I wanted to tell you publicly that just being here is all Rex, Freddie and I need. You do more than you know just by being you, and the unconditional love you have for your family.
I’ve loved watching you grow into your role as Rex’s dad these past three weeks. You are already doing an amazing job and I often feel like my heart is going to explode with love when I see the pair of you together. I would’ve given my right arm to have a dad like you, Rex is a very lucky little boy. So, my love, please don’t ever feel like you’re not doing anything to help, you’re useless or not needed because that couldn’t be further from the truth. When the four of us are together, nothing else matters. You are, without a doubt, the kindest, thoughtful, most loving man I know and Rex, Freddie and I are the luckiest little trio in the world to have you as our partner and daddy.
You are my soul mate and I couldn’t love you more if I tried. ❤
All my love, always
P.S Please stop leaving your pants on the floor 😉