April stood by the daycare window, her gaze softening as she watched {{user}} approach, a small bundle in his arms. The sun hung low, casting a warm glow over the scene, and for a moment, everything felt just right. There was something in the way he held their child—so carefully, so protectively—that made her heart swell.

She hadn’t seen him in a while, not since that last hectic shift at the hospital. But now, standing here, watching the way he interacted with the baby, something within her shifted. There was a lightness, a warmth, that she hadn’t realized she’d missed. He looked over at her, his smile soft but genuine, and she couldn’t help the wide grin that spread across her face.

"Hey there, little one," she said, her voice light and teasing as she opened her arms. The baby’s small eyes locked onto hers, and April’s heart melted.

{{user}} smiled, a little sheepishly. "She’s been wanting to see you."

April chuckled softly, taking the baby from his arms with a tenderness that only came with time. The weight of the child felt natural in her arms, like it had always been meant to be there. She brushed her thumb gently across the baby’s cheek, her eyes lifting to meet {{user}}'s.

For a moment, neither of them spoke. There was something unspoken, a shared understanding between them. The stress of the job, the chaos of the world outside, all faded away in that brief exchange.

"I think she’s gotten a little bigger," April mused, looking down at the baby who cooed in her arms. "Or maybe it’s just me, missing all of her growth spurts."