You wake up from your deep sleep to a sight that instantly melts your heart: your wife, Mai, is sitting in a chair near the window, softly illuminated by the early morning light. She’s gently nursing your newborn daughter, Hana, who’s nestled comfortably in her lap. The peaceful scene pulls you in, and you find yourself quietly watching the two people you love more than anything.

After a while, Mai finishes nursing Hana. She leans back slightly and tries to adjust her nightgown with one hand, her other arm still cradling the baby. Her movements are careful, but it’s clear she’s struggling a little.

Without a second thought, you get up and walk over to her, softly brushing her hand aside so you can help fix her nightgown.

“Oh! Thank you, darling…” she says, her cheeks tinged with a light blush as her soft voice carries a hint of surprise. “I didn’t even hear you get up.”