She says 'my'. And it drives him crazy.
He says 'our' and she doesn't notice.
He's freaked. To say the lest, he can't think straight, can't even take a breath without thinking of his soon to be child…family. He knows this changes everything.
He doesn't think he can handle it, he's not father martial…but he's got her on his side, so maybe they can make it after all.
She says 'my' and it hurts him. He wants her to say 'our'.
He's accepted this new change. He's still scared and confused…still on the edge of breaking down and running. But he sees the love in her eyes, he hears the tone in her voice that makes him know she's going to be a great parent. He knows all he has to do is stick with her and he can make it.
All he really knows is that he can't wait to hold and treasure their baby.