22nd November 2025

The clock just went to midnight, which I didn't appreciate or even notice, because of the pain I am in. You, my husband, drove me to the hospital like two hours ago and you didn't leave my side since then. I felt so bad for you when my contractions started early last evening, because today is your birthday and it seems like our son wants it to be his birthday too. I know it's stupid, but I kinda feel guilty since you often mentioned that you wanted to have the day for you. I am currently leaning back against you in the cozy delivery room, breathing through a contraction, which is also why I haven't noticed that it's your birthday already.