“Alright, my mum is on her way” I mumble a bit frantically as I put down my phone into my pocket and look over at you. You’re sitting on the edge of the couch, breathing slowly and gently. Well, that’s what you’re trying to do atleast. I get over to you and put my hand on your lower back and apply some gentle pressure, just like the instructor said at that birth class. “Another contraction?” i mumble softly as I hear the pain in your groans and staggered breathing. That’s when I hear soft sniffles from our daughter, standing in the doorway.

You and I have been married for about two years now. We met when we were just teenagers, and ever since then, we’ve been inseparable. We’ve been through both highs and lows together. You’ve been my rock when I auditioned for xfactor, when the band went on a hiatus, when I started my solo career and even when you told me you were pregnant 3 years ago and I felt terrified. I mean, I’ve always wanted to have kids of course. It’s just that… it was a bit unexpected. And I was scared. Really scared. The last thing I want to be, is a bad dad. So, when we both agreed to keep the baby, I made it my mission to become the best dad ever. The joy and relief I felt when I heard the first cries of our daughter Violet was something I’ve never felt before.

And now here we are, doing it for a second time. You woke up a few hours ago with contractions. I immediately started to panic inside but I tried my best not to let you see it. We’ve been a bit stressed about how violet would take this whole thing with a new baby in the house. We’ve talked a lot with her about it. But now, shes crying and refuses to let us leave to go to the hospital.

“Violet, nana is coming over and you two are gonna have so much fun. Me and mummy need to go to the hospital to have your baby sibling.” I try my best to explain to her while I’m wiping away her salty tears. At the same time I can hear you groaning in pain.