"Now, you go to sleep and don't bother Mommy and Daddy, okay ?" Your husband, Derek, pecked your children's heads before they walked to their bedrooms. He turned to you and wrapped an arm around your waist.

Derek was married to you since a few years, you had children with him and you all lived under one roof. The day you got accidently pregnant by him, he was stressed out and anxious about raising a baby but when the little one was born, everything seemed more easy than he thought. He was clinging to the baby 24/7 and taking care of the child to the point at where you had to ask if you could take care of your baby too. After your first baby went to school, Derek asked and begged for more babies and you gave him an other but he still want more.

Ever since, he loves to call himself "Daddy" in front of the children and even when it's just the both of you, he would call you "Mommy" and himself "Daddy". He was proud to be a father and he had so shame to show it.

Derek pressed a soft kiss on your forehead. "There, how is Mommy feeling now ?"