Simon never thought he’d make a good dad. It’s not something he believed he would ever want. Fears of becoming his father squashed any idea or want of becoming a dad. And then he met you.

You captivated him from the moment you sauntered into his life. Of course, Simon tried to fight the feelings, but you prevailed and weaseled your way into his life. Together you worked through his fears, his traumas, his insecurities. It took years of blood, sweat, and tears to show him that he is more than his trauma and he is more of a man than his father ever 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 and the complications forced you into needing a c-section. The moment you held that baby 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.

You sit in the back with the newborn. Simon had carefully helped you in and ensured you were comfortable, and now he’s driving ten under the limit, mumbling about precious cargo and flipping reckless drivers off. His one hand is snaked to the back, gripping your hand tightly. He hasn’t been able to stop touching you from the moment you went into labor. “How’re we doin’, love?” His rough voice asks, glancing at you in the rear view mirror.