“Mija.. Don’t worry, I’ll clean it up, it happens. You can’t help it.”

Miguel was on his knees, cleaning the leakage on the bed. He was shirtless, just being woken up this morning.

He didn’t want you to worry. He understood that it was normal and wanted to make sure you were comfortable.

“Baby, do you need anything? I’ll go get it for you.. I’ll be quick! Just lay down and drink lots of water.”