You captured our first daddy daughter photo together today and I know it is a memory that I am going to treasure for the rest of my life.

https://diaryformybeloved.wordpress.com/2026/03/22/youre-my-favourite-lunch-date/

I’m documenting every chapter so she never has to wonder how much she is loved.

Life is just a series of Sunday afternoons and small adventures, and I’m just lucky enough to be her sidekick in the story. 💕

I'm trapped in a nightmare where I cannot win no matter what I do. If I push I am harassing her but if I don't do anything I might look like I'm not interested.

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An unforgettable weekend, our first overnight

Our first proper weekend together was a perfect success. It has brought me new energy and hope for our future.

I used to watch the clock with a heavy heart but this weekend time belonged to us and I finally felt a bit more like a normal father.

https://diaryformybeloved.wordpress.com/2026/03/01/an-unforgettable-weekend-our-first-overnight/

When you pulled my arm for a hug and called me your best friend everything felt right. Those spontaneous kisses are the fuel that gets me through the long weeks without you.

https://diaryformybeloved.wordpress.com/2026/02/22/lovely-moments-of-affection-and-looking-forward-to-the-big-change/

I’m so proud watching you play and explore the world with your beautiful smile. Giving you the special sign for your bedroom door was the highlight of my entire week.

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I respond to your mother with such caution just to defend my right to care for you. It is exhausting to fight for the tiniest connection while she remains so inflexible.

https://diaryformybeloved.wordpress.com/2026/02/08/cancellations-again-could-there-be-light-at-the-end-of-the-tunnel/

The high chair is empty and home is far too quiet today. I feel foolish for my optimism when our beautiful plans can evaporate so quickly without any warning.

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Saying goodbye after time together hurts more than anything. I saw you waving at me from under the cargo bike cover. That tiny moment of love is what keeps my heart warm.

https://diaryformybeloved.wordpress.com/2026/01/25/creating-warmth-on-another-frosty-sunday/