this was our second year moved in full time.
we'd been together officially for more than three.
yet when you told me,
i couldn't help it.
i thought my heart stopped beating.
my whole world seemed to pause in that moment.
you told me about the day before,
my Dad knew before i did.
he recognized it.
it was right after you took the test.
i didn't care about any of that,
i only cared that this was happening.
your pregnant?
i was absolutely dumbstruck.
i didn't know what to do.
i paced outside the bathroom.
you were beside the toilet,
vomiting.
you called out to me.
promise me,
that no matter what happens between us,
you will still be this baby's Dad.
i was still pacing.
what were we going to do,
neither of us have ever raised children,
but that's how it is for everyone.
i promise.
no matter what happens,
this is your child.
this is my child.
it seemed less and less scary,
yet more and more.
this baby was growing everyday a little bigger,
a little realer.
every month your little bump grew.
it was in the morning,
plucking away at the strings of your guitar.
notes floating and your voice singing.
a puddle appeared and you screamed.
i dropped the dish i had been washing,
hearing it shatter.
all i could do was run to you.
we'd planned for this day.
when your water would finally break.
a towel tucked between your legs.
i rushed you to the small car we had.
it didn't start immediately.
the music couldn't have gone any louder,
yet you still demanded that i turn it up.
you were freaking out.
there was so much going on.
nurses all around,
doctors in and out.
once things seemed to calm down,
it just got more chaotic.
two male doctors,
and a female nurse.
the nurse was a bit older,
but she listened better than the doctors.
you screamed bloody murder,
i swear i felt one of my ears pop.
calm down.
you shot daggers in the direction of the doc.
a yell escaped you.
have you ever pushed a baby out of you before?
i didn't think so!
all the doctors were silent.
the nurse patted your forehead,
you squeezed my hand tighter as each second past.
i can't say it wasn't the most magical moment of my life,
but it was amazing,
when our baby girl finally escaped.
when we could finally hold her small little body.
hello, Devika Margo Monroe.
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