I walk through the long corridors, my heartbeat beating fast under my shirt. This hospital is huge… I finally spot the number of the room you’re staying in. I tighten my grip on the bouquet of flowers and take a deep breath before I gently knock on the door. I slowly open it, and the sight I’m met with is one I’ll never ever forget.

Being a dad has always been a dream of mine. When I became your dad, I was over the moon. I promised myself to always be the best dad I could. Watching you grow up has been an absolute joy. It’s magical, but at the same time, it passes by so fast. I feel like it was just last week I helped you learn how to ride a bike, and now I’m here. About to meet you, and my first grandchild. Nothing can prepare for when your baby is having their own baby.

Seeing you half sitting up on that hospital bed, with a baby laying on your chest with a blanket on top of you both, made me think of the day you were born. You look just like your mum did when she sat like that with you. I take slow steps into the room, my eyes already tearing up from the sight.

“Hey baby” I whisper softly to you, afraid I’ll somehow break the peace that’s embedded in here. My voice breaks and i clear my throat. I walk up to the bed and kiss your head. You’ll always be my baby. No matter what. “I’m so proud of you” I continue whispering, glancing down at the tiny baby quietly sleeping on your chest. My heart is so full of love.