I lay on the couch, thinking about the days events, as I heard the familiar sound of keys jingling outside the front door. My husband entered the living room, and although the lights are off, I could picture confused expression on his face.
"Babe, why are all the lights off?" He asked.
"Another headache." I answered softly. The sound of my own voice made my head pound.
"What did the doctor say about that?" He asked as he knelt down next to me.
He took my small hand in his larger one and held it, lacing his fingers through mine. I sat up and turned on the lamp closest to me, fighting the dizziness that overtook me. He stood up and sat next me on the couch. I curled up in a ball next to him laying my head on his chest. Our bodies fit together perfectly.
"Well, it could be because of the human being growing inside me" I answered, looking up at my husband. A goofy grin spread across his face, followed by a look of confusion. "You're?..." He squeaked.
" Yes, Puck. We're going to be parents." I answered, smiling.
"This is amazing, Rach!" He answered, bending down to kiss my lips, a mix of happiness, astonishment, and nervousness rushing through his veins. Standing up, he pulled me into a hug squeezing me tight. I stayed in his arms for the night, until we went to bed, and he lay next to me one hand resting softly on my stomach. I felt so safe, and knew that I wanted to stay like this forever.