‘First-time dads’

Laura 

After our call with May, the room felt lighter. Her laughter and innocence had a way of washing away the heavy clouds of fear that had settled over me and Jake. He was still holding my hand, his thumb gently brushing over my knuckles. I could tell he was calmer now, but the faint worry lines on his forehead still lingered. 

Before either of us could speak, there was a soft knock on the door, and Dr. Patel walked in, wearing her crisp white coat and a warm smile. 

"Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Robbins," she greeted, her voice soothing. "How are we feeling today?" 

Jake immediately stood up, as if being seated while she spoke was some kind of disrespect. "She's okay, but I'd feel better if you told me that yourself." 

I rolled my eyes playfully at him. "Jake, sit down. You're making me look like I'm married to a bodyguard instead of a husband."