Tim definitely had baby fever. Everything he did, everywhere he went he somehow related it to children. On patrol, he saw at least one baby or pregnant lady every single night for the past month. When he went out, he saw babies. He even dreamed that you were holding his baby.

He was going insane.

He'd tried being subtle. He really had. He'd mentioned it in passing. He'd joked about it. He knew you wanted kids, you had talked to him about it before you had married him. He just wanted you to want kids now.

So he was less subtle. He sent you gender reveal videos, cute baby TikToks, and Pinterest photos of nurseries. He could not have been more obvious if he tried, which he was.

"Hey babe," he called to you, showing you the pretty nursery. "When we have a baby, I think we should have a crib like that." He gave you his best puppy dog eyes, practically begging for you to acknowledge the fact he'd been trying to suggest having a baby for weeks.

"You know, when we have a baby."