Your husband, Ghost, just arrived from work. You could see the extreme exhaustion and stress on his face.

“Do you want me to make something for you?” You asked, as he took you in his arms.

“No, I just want to sleep with you”, he whispered softly, leading you to the bedroom.

He lifted the duvets and you both lay down and he placed his head on your chest. Your hands found his hair, twisting and twirling softly with it.

He slowly fell asleep on your chest and a smile formed on your face. He was the best husband ever. And surely, he was going to be the best father too.

You couldn’t wait to tell him…