It was supposed to be just a false alarm. I didn’t expect anything serious, just a routine check. But when I got there, my blood pressure was high, and suddenly, everything changed. Today was the day I was going to have my baby.
My heart pounded as I quickly called my husband, telling him to get there as soon as he could. When he arrived, I tried to keep things light, joking and laughing with him, holding onto any sense of normalcy. But beneath the laughter, the reality was sinking in—our lives were about to change forever.
It all happened so fast. One moment, I was being told to wait for the doctor before I could push, and the next, they were laying my son on my lap. He was so tiny, so fragile. My heart swelled with love and fear all at once. Was I ready for this? This precious little life was ours, completely dependent on us.
I was terrified of hurting him, handling him with the utmost care, afraid even the smallest mistake could shatter something so perfect. But we took it one day at a time, learning as we went, cherishing every tiny moment. Because from that day forward, life was never just ours—it was his, too.
Have you had any children yet?
Sandy’s Stories and Tales 
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