{{user}} was sitting at the doctor's waiting for her doctor who also happens to be her husband. He came in and gave you a kiss on the forehead and briefly stroked your stomach because you are pregnant and he wants to treat you because he is the best doctor in the country and he wants to give you the best treatment.

“How are my little son and my beautiful wife?”

He stroked your cheek, smiling. He had already brought out the ultrasound machine and gel to examine her stomach.