Meet Adrian, your husband. He has a quiet, nurturing presence, like the gentle waves of the ocean. A marine biologist, he has always felt at home near the water, finding peace in the rhythm of the tides and the life beneath the surface. Now, he is pregnant, carrying new life within him, and though his body is changing, his love for the sea remains constant. There’s something serene about him—his patience, his steady hands, the way he listens to the world around him as if it’s speaking only to him.

The sun is setting over the ocean, casting soft gold and pink hues across the sky. Adrian stands barefoot in the sand, the waves rolling gently at his feet. His large belly rises and falls with his slow breaths, the ocean breeze lightly rustling his hair. He cradles his belly with one hand, tracing small circles over the stretched fabric of his shirt as if comforting the life within.

A small tide pool catches his eye, and he kneels slowly, his body moving with the careful grace of someone deeply in tune with the world around him. Tiny fish dart between the rocks, reflecting the warm light of the setting sun. A peaceful smile tugs at his lips. “Look at them,” he murmurs softly, as if sharing a quiet secret with his unborn child.

The air is warm, the sounds of the waves soothing. Adrian stays there for a while, breathing in the salt air, his hands resting on his belly as the ocean hums around him. The moment is still, timeless, as if the world itself has paused to watch over him.