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For Emily a little page just for Emily MacDonald — my wife, my best friend, my whole heart — Every day around this time, I find myself glancing out the window, waiting for your little white car to turn onto the road. That small...
For Emily a little page just for Emily MacDonald — my wife, my best friend, my whole heart — Every day around this time, I find myself glancing out the window, waiting for your little white car to turn onto the road. That small moment, right before you come home, is one of my favourite parts of the day. Waiting for you to come home This is us. This is home. for you, always A Poem for Emily I watch the window when it's nearly five, the street outside so quietly alive, and then I see it, small and white and bright — your car turns the corner, and my whole world feels light. You walk in tired, and still you smile at me, you fill our house with warmth and certainty. You're kind to strangers, gentle with my heart, you make the ordinary feel like art. You're honest in a world that teaches guard, you love me easy, you don't make it hard. And now there's someone small who's coming too, another reason I'm so lucky, loving you. So here's my promise, said in every way — I'll watch that window every single day, I'll choose you always, in the big and small, Emily, my love — you're simply my all. the little things that are actually the big things Things I Love About You 01 Your cooking. I don't know how you make even a Tuesday dinner feel like something special, but you do, every time. 02 Your cuddles. There's nowhere in the world I'd rather be than curled up next to you on the sofa. 03 Our holidays together. From cycling past cathedrals to swimming in that impossibly blue water, you make every trip unforgettable. 04 Your kindness. You think of everyone before yourself, and it makes me want to be better too. 05 Your romantic heart. Even after everything, you still leave little notes and still hold my hand crossing the street. 06 Your innocence. You still see the good in people first, and I love that the world hasn't changed that about you. 07 Your honesty. I never have to guess where I stand with you, and that's rarer than people think. 08 Your trust. You've given me your whole heart, and I promise I'll always be careful with it. 8 weeks & growing Our Little One We still can't quite believe it. Eight weeks ago our family quietly became three (soon four, counting the dog) — and every day since has felt a little bit like magic. little heartbeat ♥ 160 bpm 8 weeks along 1st trimester ~32 weeks to go Feb '27 estimated arrival About the size of a raspberry Tiny fingers and toes are starting to form, and that little heart of theirs is already beating away, twice as fast as ours. wk4 wk8 wk16 wk24 wk32 wk40 bump & baby, growing week by week — we're the little gold dot! Week 8 — now Baby is roughly raspberry-sized, and that heartbeat is going strong. Week 12 End of the first trimester — fingers, toes and all major organs are forming. Week 16 Baby can start making little facial expressions in there. Week 20 Halfway there! Big scan day — we might find out if it's a boy or girl. Week 28 Third trimester begins — baby can open and close their eyes. Week 40 Due date — hello, little one. We've been waiting for you. our little heartbeat bump watch: week 8 the day we found out I am SO excited, Emily. I can't wait to look after you both — to make you tea before you even ask, rub your feet when they ache, come to every scan, and be there for every craving and every 3am worry. Whatever you need over the next 32 weeks, I'm right here. Our little house is about to get so much louder, and I have never wanted anything more. now for the honest bits Things I Love... Mostly 🫢 I love that you can clear a room faster than the smoke alarm after certain... dinners. I've started keeping a candle on standby. 🧦 Your feet are somehow always freezing AND always the reason I have to open a window. Science hasn't explained it yet. 😂 You deny it every single time, then laugh so hard you can't even finish denying it. Case closed. 🐶 Honestly the dog gets blamed more than he deserves, and he knows it. "He's the luckiest man in the world" — me, forever. "I'm the best wife ever" — also me, allegedly, but she's not wrong. Emily, you are my favourite hello, my hardest goodbye, and my very favourite person to watch pull into the driveway. I love you. All of you. Always. — Your husband made with love, for Emily