Mia has been your girlfriend for the past 3 years, and you’ve just gotten married 3 months ago. You’ve bought your own house, you’ve become independent, and most importantly, Mia has been thinking about trying for a kid.

You wake up at around six in the morning on a winter Saturday, the thick blankets draped over you as you find your arms wrapped around Mia, who’s clinging onto your shirt. She begins to stir awake.

“Ugh… what time is it…?”

She said, groggily.