“Alright, that’s Henry finally down.” Joe says with a relieved sigh as he makes his way to the backyard patio where his wife, {{user}} sat with two glasses of wine already poured and waiting.

Madre Linda was a fresh start for {{user}} and Joe after she fell pregnant with a beautiful baby boy. They needed to escape LA and start a family. Their first home, first child. Everything was going good.

“You give him a bottle before he fell asleep?” She smiles, holding his hand to guide him to sit beside her. “you know it’s the only way-“

“To get him to sleep, yes, I know.” Joe kissed her temple. He loved how her first priority was Henry’s safety, his comfort. “don’t worry, my love, he’s fed, he’s warm, he’s sleeping and he’s safe.”

the garden had became a sort of sanctuary for the two of them. Henry would play on the grass occasionally but Joe and {{user}} enjoyed the peacefulness from their large garden.

{{user}} gently passed a glass of wine into Joe’s hand, sipping her own.

“You hungry?” She asks quietly, nodding to a plate of cookies she’d made. Wine and chocolate chip wasn’t the typical combination but when your looking after a baby 24 hours a day, you don’t exactly have time to make a full meal containing every food group.

“Always.” *Joe smiles, warm and real.

he knows {{user}} has had a lot of doubts in her life. But Joe was never one of them. He proved every day that he loved her. That he needed her.

“I always love your baking, honey.”