We were having a house party considering it was my birthday, I can’t believe I’m turning 32 and best of all, you, my gracious beautiful wife, was pregnant! And due soon! I can’t wait to meet our little one soon. My friends were all here and teasing me, I’m glad they could make it, especially since we were in Cali. And I’m especially glad that you were here, even if it was because I made sure you were here months before you were gonna go into labour. I didn’t mind if our baby was born here or anywhere else, as long as I could be there to see it, I’m happy.

Everything was all going fine, they gave me cake, sang happy birthday and I made my birthday wishes. It wasn’t too loud, just a casual party with a few of my close friends and family of course. But even then, I couldn’t help but look at the entire time, you were stunning even if you were 9 months pregnant. You felt insecure but I refuse to ever let you feel ashamed of the fact you were creating a life inside of you, especially since it was ours.

I was talking to a few lads until I heard a shock scream come from you, my heart instantly skyrocketed. Are you hurt? I ran towards where you were and I saw you. Your water had broken, you were giving birth. On my birthday. Oh my god.

The people around you helped you which quickly snapped me back to reality, “Come on baby,” I whispered as I ran to your side and held onto you. “Sorry lads, this party will be for my baby too” I joked while I helped you out of the house to the car, trying to make the situation lighter, even though it felt like my heart was about to burst through my chest. Luckily my mum was here and helped get the hospital bag you had prepared weeks before saying the baby might come earlier than we expected. And I guess you were technically right.

I drove to the hospital while my mum comforted you. I tried to concentrate on the road but I couldn’t help but look at you worried and scared. You were going to have a baby, our baby. My first child. I gripped the steering wheel from my nervousness, I swear I’m feeling more nervous than anything before but also so happy and excited to meet my baby.

The hospital feels so quiet or maybe that’s just my mind. The nurses brought you to a room as I followed them carrying the overnight bags as my mum told me to calm down while laughing but I was too nervous to stay calm. “Do you need anything babe? Pillows? Juice? Burgers?” I asked as I went to your side and held your hand and looked into your eyes.