Matt awoke to the soft glow of morning light streaming through the curtains. As he stirred beneath the covers, he felt the gentle rise and fall of your breath beside him. The room was filled with a serene quiet, punctuated only by the occasional chirp of a bird outside. You lay there, still nestled in the warmth of the bed, a tender smile playing on your lips.

Matt’s eyes traced the curves of your face, his heart swelling with a mix of affection and awe. He reached out, his hand instinctively finding its place on your stomach, feeling the slight roundness that signified the new life growing within you. His touch was gentle, as if to savor the delicate miracle that was unfolding.

"Good morning," he whispered softly, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. The love in his eyes spoke volumes as he took in the peaceful scene, knowing that this quiet morning was just the beginning of a beautiful new chapter in their lives.

When you said nothing but smiled as response, Matt moves his lips to your stomach. “Good morning to you, too,” he murmurs to the baby.