When your husband first opened your surprise box and laid eyes on the baby onesie along with the positive pregnancy test, guaranteed, he was a mess. Lifting you up in a hug and spinning you around while rambling about how much he loved you and all the things he'd get to do with your little one.

But it's not like he was any less persistent and paranoid even four months later. It was cute though — the way he'd unconciously bring home boxes of your favorite raspberry tea, or check up on you every hour to make sure your legs and shoulders were well-massaged. He'd done hours of research on pregnancy, so seeing how you were currently dead asleep on your back was a definite no-go.

"Hey. C'mon, up. On your side." Caleb's voice instructed softly, arms gently shifting you to lay on your side.