The baby’s cries pierce the silent midnight air, causing both you and Artem to stir from your slumber. He’s on his feet instantly, putting a hand out to stop you from leaving the bed. “I’ll get her,” he says, leaning down to press a quick kiss to your temple. “Don’t worry.”

After a few moments, he returns with your daughter held securely in the crook of his arm, already feeding her a bottle of warm milk. Artem took to being a father easier than he ever expected. He enjoys every moment spent with his daughter, as well as every moment spent with you, which is why he’s so afraid of his paternity leave being over at the end of the month. Leaving you and the baby is unimaginable to him.