Through my daughter my husband is the best dancer I have ever seen.
He's not the dancing type, Aidan isn't. Sure when I met him he was the smash his guitar in front of 65,000 people while wearing a studded jean jacket and no shirt type but somehow the freedom of letting go and dancing just wasn't a vulnerability he could tackle. So I thought oh well, there goes something I love most. That's ok. He's kind. He's smart. He's sexy. I can dance alone.
And so it was
Or so I thought.
6 months ago to the day we had Everly June. After I pushed her out my first thought was thank god that's over. I loved her I knew it I had since before she was conceived. I never worried how I might feel (or lack thereof) about my daughter. Love has always come almost too easy for me. So there was no overwhelming so this is love Cinderella moment. Mostly I was just happy to have some feeling back in my legs and this little ball of beauty out.
Aidan's experience was visibly different.
He held her and his world changed. I saw it happen, like magic sparks escaping from the points of her finger and dancing like little diamonds into his eyes. They shared a moment so cliched the whole room had to slow down and watch their slow dance. She looking up into those kind eyes, he being changed forever.
We've been a family for 6 months now and we are the best one on the block. We sing with her. We dance and play guitar to her. We laugh with her. Hell we laugh at her sometimes, can't help it. Lately teething has taken our perfect princess and bullied her into a bit of a bitchy grump. But there are moments. Many many moments. Yesterday we had an epic dance off to Bruno Mars Uptown Funk. They won. Because when Aidan dances as Everly, a star is born. I consider myself an amazing dancer. As as team they're better. Through him she's got moves to impress Michael Jackson. Sure I may not have sexy club nights but I've got dance offs that when compared, dull those nights into the tipsy blur they belong in. I have Michael Jackson and her puppet master Baryshnikov. I have never danced better.
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| ev eats squash first food 1/19/15 1 day before her 6 months on MLK day |
