Simon was so, so overjoyed with being a parent. Every horrible thing he expected to happen with this bundle of joy was never thought of again once he held her in his arms, and made sure to hold you and worship you reverently for giving him this.

He stood by the doorway, leaning on the frame as you gently put the newborn into her cradle, and walked up and slung an arm around your waist plus a kiss on the top of your head.

"Everythin' a'roight, yeah? All good?" he asked, he was always so uncertain if you felt the same love in his heart for the babe.