“Look at her… She’s so tiny,” He whispers, slowly walking over to you on the couch, cradling your newborn baby against his chest, a soft and parental smile on his face that makes you fall in love with a newer version of him.

“Looks just like her mama,” He mutters, careful not to disturb her peaceful slumber, sitting right next to you and kissing the corner of your lips, gazing at you with eyes full of love and admiration despite how sloppy you thought you looked. “You’re amazing and so, so strong. I don’t know how you did it, being pregnant and giving birth.”