Happy Valentines day lovies! Today’s the day to spread a little love and drag my hubby on the blog. I know so many of you have been curious about who he is so I figured I would write a little about my relationship on today’s heart-to-heart chat.
How did we meet?
8 years ago I went on a girls trip to Costa Rica. We surfed, indulged in poke and partied for 10 days straight. On our last day, I met him at a swim up bar of a private resort that I randomly found during our stay. He was on a work trip and I had the world’s worst attitude. I can’t lie, I was a little hungover from the night before and suffered from a lack of personality due to my self inflicting sickness. My head was killing me and I was in no mood to make small talk with a guy I didn’t know. A few minutes passed by before he insulted me which actually made me laugh and gained my attention. I admired the fact that he was funny since I love to laugh. The more we chatted the more I realized that we had a lot in common.
We began dating immediately except this was a long distance situation. He’s from Canada so his first trip to see me in NY was the sweetest. I remember being sick and wanted to cancel the date but he showed up with a hand full of my favorite flowers and a care package filled to the rim with items to help nurse me back to health. He courted me in every way and his surprises for our first date went beyond my expectations. He was literally the sweetest person I ever dated and I immediately thought that he must be a serial killer. I mean what was wrong with me? I literally thought that something was wrong with him because he was too nice! I had a really bad track record for dating assholes and he was so different from what I was use to that I didn’t know how to react. I put my self sabotaging ways to the side and gave him a chance because I deserved to be courted and adored as we all do.
Here Comes Baby
After dating for a few years and 700 flights later I found out I was pregnant. The look of disbelief in my face when I read the pee stick was unexplainable. This was not planned and considering I had a long distance relationship it was not ideal. Fast Forward a few years and we made it work. Scout is the best thing that ever happened to me and he is the best father in the world. No seriously, he should win some sort of award. He is so hands on and shows up to every recital, performance and school drop off. He organizes father/daughter days and believes in creating traditions. It’s so important for a daughter to have a positive and amazing male role model in their life and he is her world.
So what’s the deal, why do I never show his face? The truth is, I just don’t want to. We live in a world filled with over sharing and documenting our every move that I think it’s healthy to keep some things private. No, he’s not a celebrity or a famous athlete like some of you have asked. He’s my perfect guy who loves his privacy and I respect that. He’s supportive, encouraging and always by our side. I admit, he’s a terrible Instagram husband but other than that we’re thick as thieves. So let’s continue to call him “Baby Daddy” and maybe one day he will show his full face.
Wishing you all lot’s of love today and leave me a comment if you have anymore questions.