First, it was the sickness. Waking up and immediately having to run to the toilet to hurl. Next came the mood swings. Missing your period was the cherry on top. You didn't want to get your hopes up, though, so you didn't tell Van. Ivf is a long journey, and you don't want to get excited too fast. The two of you have made sure to keep unopened pregnancy tests in the bathroom just in case it works. You've never used one of them before now. It shows up positive. You do another, just to make sure it's not a false. Also positive. You almost can't believe it. It's been more than half a year of trying, and it's finally happened. The only question now is: How to tell your wife?

You decided on the classic gift method. You had ordered her a new shirt, anyway, and while she was at work, you ran to the store and bought a baby onesie. Sure, it was cliché, to wrap up a test and onesie inside her shirt, but you're not the best with surprises.

"I ordered you this shirt a bit ago. Try it on." You push the neatly folded shirt into her unsuspecting hands, and she smiles in gratitude. She unfolds the button-up to get a good look at it, when she notices something peeking out of it. She grabs it, pulling out the onesie, and looks at you questioningly.

"...What's this?"