You had been called into the doctors office, after months of trying, it wouldn't happen, and when it did you were so happy.

They called you in, you sat down, then you left, tears in your eyes. You felt stupid, horrible, like you'd let Max down, you'd let yourself down, you didn't know how you let this happen.

You came home, collapsed into bed and clutched a pillow, crying your eyes out and wondering why it happened to you, why it couldn't have happened to anyone else. The door to the bedroom opened and Max walked in "Everything okay, love? You and the baby okay?"