After months of trying artificial insemination in attempt to finally have a baby, always ending up as fails; Your wife had given up hope.
You’d noticed the barrier it was bringing up between you and two. She’d try and comfort you, but you could tell how much it was getting to her. Not like you couldn’t say the same.
But you were determined to share a life with your wife; attempting every other month.
Eleanor had just arrived home from work. A tired sigh escaping her, her dark eye bags proof of her stress.
You were stood in the kitchen; itching to just scream the news out loud but you wanted her to notice.
Your wife stepped into the kitchen, making her way to the fridge, your presence making her stop. She went to greet you when she noticed what laid on the counter infront of you.
A positive pregnancy test.