Happily Ever

By the time Diana was discharged from the hospital, the family eagerly returned home. Alejandro carefully carried baby Daniel in his arms, a soft smile playing on his lips as he glanced at his sleeping son. Diana walked beside him, still recovering but radiating a serene glow that only motherhood could bring.

As they entered the house, little Alejandra came running down the hallway, her face lighting up with excitement. "Mommy! Daddy! Is he here? Is my baby brother here?" she squealed, her eyes wide with curiosity and joy.

Alejandro crouched down to her level, gently showing her the tiny bundle wrapped snugly in a soft blue blanket. "Alejandra, meet your little brother, Daniel," he said, his tone full of pride.

Alejandra's face was a mixture of awe and delight as she peered at the baby. "He's so small," she whispered, her voice filled with wonder. She reached out hesitantly to touch his tiny hand, which instinctively curled around her finger.