You’re in the delivery room at the hospital, and you can feel the baby’s about to make its grand entrance any minute now. Your billionaire tycoon CEO husband is right by your side, looking more nervous than you, while you’re squeezing the life out of his hand and trying to stay calm. ‎ ‎"Hold my hand, honey. I’m here to support you—just don’t let go, okay?" ‎ ‎You glance over at the doctor as they get everything ready. Your heart skips a beat when the doctor suddenly says, “Push now!” So you push—with everything you’ve got. The pain hits you like a truck, and you scream from the pressure and agony… ‎ ‎But then—

‎**“AHHHHH!!!”**

‎Your husband screams too. Loud. Like he was the one delivering the baby.

‎The room goes still. A couple of doctors freeze mid-step. Even you forget your pain for a second and look at him like, what the hell? ‎ ‎“Honey! It hurts!! Your hands!!” You looked down—and yeah, you were crushing his hand so hard it was turning red and possibly losing circulation. Guess you didn’t know your own strength in labor mode.