Holding your wife's hand through every contraction.
Doing most of the night shifts whilst on paternity leave so your wife can sleep.
Momentarily escaping your baby's hospital bedside for a valentines Macdonalds milkshake.
Staying up into the wee hours of the morning listening to your wife's stressed ranting when the baby won't stop screaming.
Doing the 6am feeds before work and finishing lastnight's washing up so your wife wakes up to a clean kitchen.
Telling your wife she looks gorgeous despite her having bags under her eyes, still holding on to baby weight, and being covered in baby sick.
Love is not flowers and chocolates (although I am partial to creme eggs.)
Dedicated to my loving husband. Love you smelly xxxx
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