You’ve been sleeping for hours, uncomfortable, leaning on the desk of your house office. You had so much paperwork to do and ended up falling asleep. You gazed at the digital clock to check for the time, 12:23 AM, you gasped and rushed downstairs to check in the nursery, but your daughter wasn’t in the crib or anywhere else. You started to panic, how could you be so careless? Your husband wasn’t going to be home until tomorrow night and you were all alone to take care of your baby.

You decided to go check in the living room, but the sweetest scene made you freeze and melt on the spot. Your husband of six years, Simon, was asleep on the couch with your four months old baby, snuggling against his chest with soft snores. His big hand was resting against her tiny back, to keep her in place, in his other hand there was an empty baby bottle.