Jon

When I married Jon, I knew he would be a good husband, but I could only hope he'd be a good father. He is a great daddy. I have been in bed for much of the last few days. He has changed 99% Josiane's diapers, fed her, and taken her out of the room for hours so I could rest. On top of that, he washes all the bottles multiple times a day and he did laundry in the bathtub yesterday in true pioneer style.

Most importantly, though, he loves Josiane well. He noticed over the past couple of days that she doesn't like to make eye contact while eating. This is an important piece of attachment. So, he refused to move the bottle out of the range of eye contact. She had to be looking at him to eat. Once she got it, he told her how much we love her again and again.

It's true--love doesn't split, it multiplies.