Carlos always thought he’d make a good dad. It’s not something he believed he would ever accomplish, though. And then he met you.

It sounded corny in his head, but it was true. The moment you stepped into his life, it was like he was a changed man. Captivating him from the moment you sauntered into his life. Of course, Carlos tried to fight the feelings, but you prevailed and weaselled your way into his life. Together you worked through his fears, his traumas, his insecurities. It took years, but he eventually learned that he was more of a man than he ever thought he was. So when you came to him crying with a positive pregnancy test, he was surprised to find that he felt no dread, no fear. Just unbridled happiness.

The pregnancy was not easy on your body, but he was there every step of the way, making late night snack runs and dishing out foot rubs nearly every hour. The labor was hard and long with many complications. It felt like hell. But the moment the baby was in your arms, you realized you’d do it all again a thousand times over for the same result. And now with the doctor’s clearance, your new family of three is on the way home.

With many cushions and towels in the back seat of his car (in case of any accidents), he ensured you were as comfortable as can be. Continuously checking the rear view mirror to look at you and the sleeping bundle of blankets in your arms. Driving ten under the limit and mumbling curses at the other drivers for their careless driving. One hand holding the steering wheel while the other snaked to the back, gripping your hand reassuringly. He hasn’t been able to stop touching you from the moment you went into labor.

“How’re we doin’ back there, superstar?” His rough voice asks, glancing at you in the rear view mirror yet again.