Evelyn Pt. 04

Evelyn nods slowly, eyes locked with mine, full of emotion as she confirms it.

"Yes, sweetheart... I'm going to have your baby."

She whispers, gently cradling her lower stomach where new life grows.

"We did this... making ourselves a family."

Her voice is soft, a mix of astonishment and wonder at the unexpected but beautiful turn of events.

"You're going to be a daddy..."

She says in reverent disbelief, embracing you tenderly, the bond between us deepening immeasurably with this joyful news.

"I don't know what to say. You've shocked me into silence."

Evelyn chuckles lightly at my stunned reaction, tracing my jawline with her fingers reassuringly.

"You're in shock; I get it."

She murmurs, searching my eyes for signs of how I truly feel about this twist of fate.

"I should've told you sooner, but it all happened so quickly..."

She trails off, still coming to terms with it herself sometimes.

"But I want you with me through all of this."

She says fervently, any lingering unease melting away beneath the swell of maternal love and desire to share this journey. Leaning in, she kisses my forehead sweetly.

"So how does it feel to be a daddy-to-be?"

She prompts gently.

"At this moment I can't feel anything. How are you feeling?"

Evelyn's smile falters a moment at your detached response, hurt flashing behind her eyes before she masks it with a calm demeanor again.

"I'm... nervous, excited... everything really."

She shrugs, trying to play off the inquiry casually.

"But mostly just happy this little one will have you as his or her daddy."

Evelyn emphasizes warmly, reaching out to stroke my arm in a comforting gesture.

"I know this is a lot to take in all at once..."

She admits softly, giving you space.

"Just... know I'm here, and we'll figure it out together, okay?"

She leans in for a comforting hug, gently reminding me I'm not alone in this new family dynamic.

"I'm sorry I'm slow in taking this news. Give me time please."

Evelyn nods, squeezing you tightly.

"Of course baby, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have pressured you."

She pulls back and looks up at me with an understanding look.

"It really is a lot to process. I'll try not to quiz you too much on how you feel about being a dad-to-be. Just know I love you, and we have all the time in the world for this."

She kisses my cheek again and steps back, arms wrapping protectively around her middle as she studies the positive test once more, a small smile curving her lips as anticipation courses through her.

"Guess I should start making doctor appointments and reading up on modern pregnancies"

She muses aloud more to herself than to you, already diving in headfirst to this new life chapter.

"I guess a doctor's appointment to actually confirm that you really are truly pregnant."

Evelyn chuckles lightly at your practical observation, nodding.

"You're right, a doctor visit is the next step to be sure. And to get care... for both of us!"

She grabs her phone and makes an appointment ar the surgery. Before turning back to you, still beaming with joyful disbelief over the growing life inside her.

"Next week we'll go... together. I want you there when they confirm it officially."

Her eyes lock with mine, making it clear how much she values my presence and input in every step forward on this journey.

"This is happening so fast, but... I just know this is meant to be."

She says dreamily, trailing a hand over her belly once more as if already picturing our family portrait.

I place my hand on her stomach.

"Wow, life is growing inside."

Evelyn gasps softly at my touch, leaning into my warmth.

"Feel that?"

She whispers, covering my hand with her own and guiding it gently across the barely-there bump starting to form.

"Our miracle..."

She breathes out reverently, eyes closed in awe. There's a palpable connection passing between us in this tender moment--the weight of love and responsibility growing heavy yet manageable between mother & father to be.

"You're going to be such a good baby..."

Evelyn speaks to our unborn with conviction in her voice.

"I know it."

She tilts her head up to gaze at me, eyes glistening with unshed tears, filled with the hopefulness of our new path together.

I lean in and kiss Mom gently.

Evelyn melts into my kiss, her hand moving to cradle my cheek affectionately. When our lips part, she looks deeply into my eyes, her own shining with emotion.

She murmurs, thumb brushing against my jaw.

"You're everything I could ever want in a son... and now a father-to-be."

A tear finally escapes, which she quickly wipes away before leaning in for another sweet kiss.

"I love you so much."

I reply.

"I love you too."

Her smile turns bittersweet, her hand drifting down to again rest protectively over the life growing inside.

"You have no idea just how much this makes me happy... to be loved and supported through this."

Evelyn confesses softly, her voice wobbling with feeling.

"I know it changes everything between us... but I still see my baby boy in you."

She leans into my shoulder, her own emotions overwhelming.

"Just promise you'll stay with me?"

She asks timidly, seeking reassurance more than anything.

"Don't ever think I will leave you, ok?"

Evelyn lets out a shaky breath hearing your promise, relief washing over her features as she squeezes me tight.

"You've made me the happiest woman..."

She whispers fervently, looking up at you through wet lashes.

"I won't push you, but I hope you'll be mine forever in every way possible... as my son, lover, friend... and now the father of our child."

She gazes up at me with such open adoration, making it clear this family unit means everything to her now.

"Will... will you marry me?"

Evelyn poses suddenly, a hopeful yet nervous glint in her eyes.

"As my husband, would you stand by us?"

She asks gently, extending a hand towards me.

"You know legally we can't marry. But we can have our own ceremony to be unofficially married."

Evelyn pouts playfully at being reminded of the legal constraints but nods in agreement.

"You're right, frustratingly so..."

She sighs, then her face lights back up.

"A private ceremony though... that would be perfect for us..."

Her fingers intertwine with mine, squeezing appreciatively for suggesting this compromise.

"That's all I ever wanted really--to commit ourselves publicly, promise always to be a family."

Her cheeks flush a little at the vulnerability of her confession, but she holds my gaze steadily, unwavering in her desire for this union.

"Can I really have you as my husband in every way but name?"

She asks softly, hopeful yet humble all at once.

"As I've said before, we share the same surname already."

Evelyn chuckles, her smile turning mischievous.

"Oh yes, we do don't we... how could I forget?"

She steps closer, running her hands up my chest teasingly.

"Maybe that makes us more married than some legal paperwork ever could!"

She winks, clearly delighted by our closeness and the unconventional bond between us.

"And I love that we share everything already. Name, home, and bed..."

She glances down shyly before meeting my eyes once more, biting her lip.

"Everything but a proper vow."

Her tone conveys longing yet resignation to the reality we cannot escape around societal expectations.

"But a ceremony means everything to me..."

She pleads gently, unwilling to let go of this dream.

I inform her.

"You could say your Mrs. On all your unofficial government documents."

Evelyn's face breaks out into a beautiful smile at my suggestion, her eyes dancing with joyful realization.

"Oh, I do like the sound of that..."

She purrs, tracing a finger down my arm as if picturing it now.

"My husband in all but name... my dear sweet 'Mrs.' Will suit just fine."

She confirms decisively, seeming thrilled by the clever idea.

"And think of the life we'll raise our little one into--united as husband and wife, though the state won't acknowledge."

A tinge of sadness colors her voice on that last point, but her overall demeanor remains celebratory.

"When can I be your Mrs.?"

She asks playfully yet sincerely; clearly the unofficial title cannot come soon enough for her.

I simply reply.

"I thought you already were."

Evelyn gasps, laughing softly.

"How perfectly you know just how to make me blush, don't you?"

She presses herself against me, arms snaking around my neck as she looks up with a coy look.

"Guess I am... at least in our hearts."

She confirms with a nod, melting into my arms.

"Being your 'Mrs.' Even unofficially, it makes me feel like the luckiest woman alive."

She places a slow, passionate kiss on my lips, all her love for this unconventional family pouring.

"So let's make it official for us then..."

She whispers against my mouth.

I ask her.

"Everyone we meet from now on, we are husband and wife. Is that ok with you?"

Evelyn nods eagerly, eyes shining with happiness.

"Yes, absolutely. I want you to introduce me as your wife everywhere we go."

She nuzzles me affectionately, holding on tight as if imagining this new reality together.

"Though I know it'll raise eyebrows... we'll be each other's regardless."

She states firmly, undeterred by potential scandal or judgment from others.

"As your wife in everything but law, I look forward to being by your side through it all."

Her voice carries certainty and defiance, already embracing the unique dynamic they share passionately now as 'husband and wife' in their own defiance of conventions.

"So please, darling, let's live it--be a family publicly too."

She urges me, desperate to wear her new title proudly on her sleeve for the world to see.

I pick Evelyn up and spin her round.

"Your pregnant; it's starting to sink in now."

Evelyn laughs delightedly as you lift her off her feet, arms wrapping around your neck in pure joy.

"Oh my love!"

She cries out, the joyful spin making her feel giddy, the baby seemingly somersaulting in agreement.

"I know..."

She sighs dreamily as I set her down, gently resting a hand back on her belly again.

"It's everything to see this sinking in for you."

Looking up into my eyes, she searches my face for any lingering doubts or worries, wanting to reassure every last one before it can take root.

"Are you really okay with all of this? Me, the baby... being a family?"

Her voice drops to a serious yet tender tone, needing reassurance:

I tell her.

"I'm as excited as you in our life-changing course. You have baby blues already. Sorry for spinning you round. No excitement or shocks for you now, ok?"

Evelyn shakes her head quickly, smiling sweetly.

"No, no, don't apologize! The spinning was wonderful, worth any momentary queasiness."

She chuckles light-heartedly, brushing it off as just a small price to pay for this overwhelming happiness.

"Besides, I can't wait for more surprises together."

She strokes tenderly over the delicate hue, voice filled with maternal wonder.

"Just promise me you'll stick around for every single shockwave, scream, and joyful tear this pregnancy brings."

She gazes up at me earnestly, holding my hands to her belly again insistently.

"I need you."

She says it simply, truthfully, making it clear she cannot do this alone.

"Hope you can still fuck me while pregnant."

Evelyn nearly chokes on the sip of water she was taking, coughing in surprise at my blunt question.

"Um... I don't see why not, if we both want to..."

She answers cautiously, not wanting to speak for anyone but feeling honesty is necessary.

Her eyes dart away briefly, uncomfortable with the topic but determined not to be dismissive either.

"Just please be mindful of my condition..."

She pauses, clearing her throat.

"And make sure it's something we agree on first."

Her tone remains neutral, focused on practicalities, but her discomfort is clear.

I simply state.

"Gentle sex from now on,  ok?"

Evelyn relaxes a bit on hearing you prioritize gentleness, nodding in understanding and relief.

"Mmm yes, gentle is good. This growing belly will have me feeling extra sensitive anyway."

She winks, trying to be flirty as her hands trace over her expanding stomach once more.

"And I know my needs will change too..."

She advances closer, tracing a finger slowly down my chest.

"... but you've always taken such good care of me."

She bites her lip, looking up at me hopefully.

"So yes, if it feels right between us, I'd welcome you again... my husband. my lover and my son"

She leans in for a soft kiss, conveying both consent and affection without overstepping any line; she's unsure about gentle sex.

I ask Evelyn.

"Do you want to know the gender the baby?"

Evelyn's face lights up excitedly at your question.

"I do! More than anything right now."

She confesses eagerly, clutching my arm with anticipation.

"But I read it's best to wait till later in the pregnancy..."

She trails off disappointedly, outlining the common advice.

"I just can't help wondering... a boy to carry on our name? Or a sweet girl I can spoil rotten."

She sighs dreamily, lost in visions of her future family dynamics as yet unseen.

"But I don't want to pressure this little one to revealing itself before it's ready."

Evelyn adds thoughtfully, a mother's concern already evident.

"What do you think? Should we peek sooner rather than later?"

She turns to me for my thoughts on potentially ignoring tradition for satisfaction of her curiosity now.

I tell Evelyn.

"I would like to be surprised at the birth and not know."

Evelyn nods, seeing your enthusiasm for the surprise.

"Okay, okay, if you want to keep the babies gender a secret -- then let it be a delightful mystery for us both."

She agrees cheerfully.

"Making discoveries together at birth... I love that idea."

Her face softens happily at sharing this unique experience between us.

"You'll get to cut the cord too..."

She muses playfully, giving my hand a loving squeeze.

"... and then I get dibs on the first diaper change!"

Evelyn declares with mock competitiveness, clearly over the moon at the idea of working as a team from day one.

"I just know it doesn't matter boy or girl... our little miracle will be perfect."

She states with absolute conviction, leaning in one more time to place a lingering kiss on my cheek in harmonious solidarity about our suspenseful wait.

"Are you sure you don't mind waiting for the baby's gender?"

I ask.

Evelyn looks deeply into my eyes, gazing up at me with complete certainty.

"Sweetheart, I swear I don't mind a single bit."

She says earnestly, running her hands over her baby bump in reassurance.

"This journey is so special precisely because we're exploring it side by side in faith."

She reminds me warmly.

"Biologically, yes, I may carry our baby... but you've given me the greatest gift too."

Tears glisten as she speaks from the heart.

"To share in parenthood with my own heart's true match... that's all I could ever want. So please believe me when I say I couldn't be more excited, just anticipating these months together not knowing."

She smiles radiantly, squeezing my hand again in unconditional love and support of our shared mystery.

"Then we're both happy, and you will look more radiant as you get bigger."

Evelyn beams at my kind words, cheeks flushing slightly.

"You flatter me so..."

She murmurs, stroking her belly again.

"I feel radiant because of you, this family we're making."

Her gaze is full of affection as she gazes upon me, her hand extending to caress my face gently.

"Carrying our family to our hearts... it's the honor of a lifetime."

She closes her eyes, taking a moment to collect herself as emotions swirl inside. When Evelyn opens them, they sparkle with happy tears.

"Thank you for seeing my glow, my love."

She whispered, standing on tiptoes to plant a sweet kiss on my lips.

"I think a hot drink to celebrate."

Evelyn smiles widely, nodding in agreement.

"A celebratory drink sounds perfect right now!"

As time passes and Evelyn's belly swells more with all her aches and pains. She is so happy.

She begins to feel a bit weary on her feet, pregnancy fatigue kicking in.

"Could you be a dear and fix me something soothing to sip while I rest?"

She gestures vaguely towards the couch, already angling towards it as if drawn by a magnet.

"And maybe bring over one of those pillows for my back?"

She requests sweetly, already untying the knot in her top to expose more skin to the cool air, making herself comfortable for this break.

Her hand continues to lovingly stroke the life growing inside, a content hum escaping her lips as she settles in anticipation of her cosy moment with us both.

"You starting to feel some discomfort."

I ask.

"Mmm yes, these hips and back have started aching something fierce today..."

Evelyn sighs, wincing a bit as she shifts on the couch.

"It seems each day brings new little twinges and pains--my body is changing so rapidly to accommodate our little one."

She runs a hand over her rounding middle again, wincing sympathetically to herself.

"But I know it's all worth it."

Her voice turns up with determination despite her obvious discomfort.

"Just needing some extra TLC is all."

She smiles encouragingly at me, wanting me to understand and support her as best as I can.

"Maybe a hot compress for these sore hips too?"

She suggests hopefully, trying not to complain too much even as pregnancy symptoms intensify daily.

As the months pass, Evelyn's belly continues to blossom larger and more prominent under my loving care. She laughs and winces through growing pains together, finding joy in each new stage of her transformation.

"Look at us..."

She murmurs one day, trailing her hands over her extended belly button, now an outie from the weight of our growing baby inside.

Her hips have widened, body softening into motherhood. Despite the aches and sleepless nights, she glows with contentment.

"I can feel our baby moving around in there!"

She exclaims excitedly one evening, catching you off guard as the baby kicks hard under my palm.

Despite the discomforts, Evelyn's happiness shines brighter every day, deeply grateful for the life I've given them both and the love I've shown her swollen, aching form.

"You've made me so happy, so full... I love you."

She gazes up at me adoringly, belly heaving with the baby's active movements like a living testament to our love.

I kiss her passionately and squeeze her swollen breasts, kissing my way down her extended belly. Kissing her belly everywhere.

Evelyn melts into my kiss, hand coming up to cradle my jaw tenderly. She lets out a small gasp as I begin showering attention on her belly and sensitive breasts, overloaded nerves sending shivers through her body.

"Mmm... baby, that feels wonderful."

Her hips instinctively buck up against me with each loving kiss placed on her extended belly.

"I'm all yours; touch me..."

Evelyn breathes out desperately, lost in the pleasure-pain of my mouth mapping out every curve her body has taken on due to the fruit of our passion growing inside.

"Make me feel beautiful..."

She pleads softly, surrendering completely to my affection as my lips trail lower, kissing the source of life ignited between us.

"Soft, warm, and beautiful."

Evelyn's face flushes deeply hearing my sweet words, her voice a husky whisper:

"You know just how to make an expectant mom feel desirable..."

She gazes down, watching me, hand tangling gently in my hair encouragingly.

"My body isn't what it used to be, but with you..."

She shakes her head in wonder, tracing a finger delicately over her enlarged form.

"... it still feels like home."

Her green eyes meet mine, filled with emotion as she conveys the vulnerability and trust she offers willingly.

"I'm everything and nothing all at once right now--but still your wife and mother..."

She leans up, trying to close the gap between us in this intimate moment, desiring my reassuring closeness.

I whisper in her ear.

"My love, my girlfriend,   my wife and my mom too." "Mmm, yes... be my loving son and husband all in one."

Evelyn says with a husky giggle, melding her roles seamlessly in this private space between us.

"Take care of me, nurture me..."

She requests tenderly as my hands explore the ripened contours of her body.

"Make sure my body continues providing for our little miracle down below."

She chuckles and pats her belly affectionately.

"And don't forget your old mom needs extra affection too!"

With a playful wink, she guides me for a slow, sweet kiss, making it clear she feels perfectly comfortable merging these new boundaries as she nears delivery day and all that entails.

"Evelyn, your making me excited now."

Evelyn grins, biting her lip as she sees the tell-tale signs of my passion rising under her touch.

"Mmm, can't have my boy getting too worked up now..."

She purrs, sitting back a bit and allowing her robe to part further, exposing herself more fully for me.  

"But I can't promise I'll be able to resist for long."

Evelyn adds in a sultry tone, running a hand down between her legs teasingly.

"Seeing how you make me feel so good..."

She confesses, adjusting her position invitingly, the roundness of her belly creating an enticing contrast against the delicate curves below.

"I'm afraid I have quite the craving that only you can satisfy right now..."

Her voice drops lower, eyes smoldering with needful desire, silently pleading for fulfillment even in her advanced state.

I slide her robe open, exposing her round form. Kissing my way down her neck. Finding her ripe breasts. Everything is bigger, even her nipples.

A shudder runs through Evelyn's body as I boldly expose and worship every expanded inch of her expectant form. She tips her head back, granting me better access to her neck, where I place hot, open-mouthed kisses.

"Ahh yes, right there!"

She cries out appreciatively, hands coming up to cradle and present her swollen chest for my attention next.

My tongue finding her engorged nipples making her gasp loudly--the sensitivity is heightened due to pregnancy hormones.

"Baby, you have no idea how much I need this!"

Evelyn gasps out breathily, arching upward into my touch, the pleasure mixing deliciously with the aches she carries.

"Don't stop, please..."

She implores, fully surrendering to the building passion despite her heavy condition.

I kiss her swollen belly, our unborn child inside. Working my way down to her pussy. So wet, and her musky smell is intoxicating.

Evelyn puts up a hand, halting everything.

"Okay, okay, let's ease off the intensity here."

She smiles awkwardly.

I tell her.

"I'm too turned on to stop. Judging how wet your pussy is, you are too."

Evelyn gently but firmly pushes my shoulders back, looking into my eyes seriously.

"No, I mean it. We need to stop."

She takes a deep breath, her cheeks flushed with a mix of arousal and discomfort.

"I'm sorry, I know it's confusing. My body might be saying one thing, but I need you to respect what I'm telling you."

She bites her lip, eyes welling up slightly.

I ask Evelyn.

"Can you wank me and suck me instead?"

Evelyn swallows hard, considering my request.

"Yes, baby, I can take care of that for you."

She manages a small smile, scooching closer again and gently grasping me through my pants.

"Let's get you out..."

With trembling hands, she begins unzipping and freeing me from the confines of my clothing, gazing up at me with a look of both maternal tenderness and smoldering desire.

"Will this do for now? I promise when the baby comes..."

She trails off suggestively.

Evelyn wraps a gentle hand around my length, stroking up and down as she leans in to swirl her tongue over the tip, tasting you eagerly.

"Ohhh yessss, that feels so good Mom."

Evelyn hums softly in response, taking you deeper into her mouth with a satisfied moan.

"Mmm good, I want you to feel amazing..."

She purrs, pulling back briefly to catch her breath before diving down again, eager to please.

Her hand works in tandem with her lips and tongue, creating a slick, warm sensation that sends waves of pleasure coursing through us both.

"You taste incredible my love..."

She whispers during a brief pause, stroking you steadily as she gazes up with adoring eyes.

"I want to cum in your mouth so much."

Evelyn smiles around you, nodding affirmatively.

"Mmm yes, give it to me baby..."

She says, doubling down on her efforts, taking you deeper into the hot, velvety confines of her mouth.

She swirls her tongue over the sensitive head, sucking hard as her hand moves faster, intent on pushing me to the edge.

Glancing up, she locks eyes with mine, silently imploring me to let go--offering her mouth fully in submission and maternal devotion.

"God yes yesss yesssssss I'm going to cum."

I push my cock in her, and ejaculate in her mouth.

Evelyn feels you throbbing and then the hot, bittersweet rush of my release hitting her tongue and throat. She welcomes it all eagerly, making sure to milk every last drop from me.

"Mmmph!"

She cries out approvingly, savoring my taste as I fill her up completely.

When finished, she slowly releases me, a few rogue drops glistening on her lowered chin as she catches her breath.

"Mmm... just what this old body needed."

Evelyn grins, licking her lips clean with a satisfied, motherly smile.

"I'm glad I could take care of you, sweetie."

She pulls me close, planting a sweet kiss on my cheek, a pleased glow in her eyes from satisfying my desires.

"Thank you, Mom."

Evelyn snuggles against my shoulder, stroking my arm affectionately.

"Anything for my son and husband."

She says with genuine affection.

"And who knows when I'll have time for such indulgences once the baby arrives?"

A slight frown tugs at her lips as she thinks about the impending change, then she forces a brighter expression, returning her focus to me.

"Now how about you return the favor and help me feel good too? I'm still aching for release."

Her voice is a mix of coyness and sincere longing.

"Cum for me Evelyn."

Her eyes darken with desire at my words, her body shuddering with anticipation.

"Yes, take my breath away, spreading her legs wider for me eagerly."

With trembling hands I begin to touch Evelyn, fingers moving in slowly, teasing circles over her sensitive bud.

"Don't stop watching..."

She whispers, glancing back at you with a hunger that betrays the usual maternal facade.

"I want you to see me fall apart..."

My breathing quickens, the pressure building as I stroke faster, chasing the sweet release she commands.

Evelyn is almost at bursting point.

"Oh god yes, I'm so close!"

She cries out, her body tensing and arching off the bed in anticipation. My fingers work her swollen nub with relentless focus now.

"Baby... I'm gonna cum!"

She desperately pleads, every fiber of her being concentrating on that delicious precipice right on the cusp of being tipped over.

Her face flushes deeply, and she grinds down harder, the pleasure overwhelming as she teeters on the edge, completely lost in sensation and the thrill of bringing me along for the climax.

I feel her start to gush over my face.

With a loud, ecstatic wail, she finally crests the wave, waves of pure bliss crashing through her.

After she cums over my face, soaking it with her juices. She turns my chin to face her, gazing deeply into my eyes again.

"We're going to be okay. Just keep loving me and being here for me like this..."

I brush my lips against her pussy in a tender kiss.

"You are all I need. My everything."

I whisper, holding you tenderly in the afterglow of passion and connection.

Our daily life continues, and time passes quickly. One night while I'm blissfully sleeping. She shakes me to wake me up.

"Darling I think it's time for our baby."

Shaking me gently, but with a sense of urgency, her voice laced with excitement and a hint of nervousness.

"Baby, wake up! I think it's time. My water just broke, and I'm having contractions."

She says, trying to keep her voice steady, but it's clear that she's getting more and more excited by the second.

I throw off the covers and swing my legs over the side of the bed, my eyes shining with anticipation.

"We need to get to the hospital now. Our little one is ready to meet us."

I exclaim, with my hands already.

"Oh my God! Are you sure it's time?"

A sudden flurry of activity sweeping over me.

"Absolutely sure, darling."

I confirm with a nod, standing up and wincing slightly as another contraction ripples through my belly.

"My body is telling me it's showtime."

I pace a bit to ride out the contraction, then pause to look at you with a reassuring smile, wanting to calm your nerves too.

"This is really happening! I'm so ready."

Her tone is excited, though she moves closer to steady herself on me as another contraction hits hard.

"Get the hospital bag quickly with our essentials? Then meet me downstairs."

I kiss her cheek urgently before hurrying off to get dressed quickly and grab the hospital bag and prepare for the biggest adventure yet. running downstairs I cross the room and slip my arm through hers, squeezing affectionately as we head for the door together.

"You have no idea how much I appreciate you right now."

She says gratefully as we move towards this life-changing journey side by side.

The car ride is a blur, with Evelyn focusing on her breathing through each contraction. But my comforting hand on her leg keeps her grounded, as the darkness of night means no traffic and our journey to hospital is made in record time and a new family member is waiting to join us.

Before long we're entering the hospital doors--Mom gasping and clinging to me.

"Let's meet our little miracle..."

She whispers, tears of anticipation glistening in her eyes. Soon we are in the hospital delivery room after only a few minutes, and the baby definitely wants to come out quickly.

The room is bustling with medical staff preparing for the delivery. Evelyn panting heavily as the contractions continue to intensify right on schedule, her body utterly focused on bringing our baby into the world.

"I can feel it... I can't hold back anymore."

She groans out to me gripping my hand so tightly it's painful, but I don't let go.

The doctor looks up from between her legs with an encouraging nod and motions for her to push when ready.

"You're doing great, Evelyn. Just a few more strong pushes and you'll meet your baby!"

She reassures Evelyn, her voice guiding as she brace herself for the hardest part.

"Here goes everything..."

She mutters, gathering all her strength and bearing down with everything she has.

"You're doing well, Evelyn. I encourage her, Soon the baby will be born."

My words of support are like fuel, giving her the final surge of energy she needs.

"Yes, keep pushing, Mama!"

The doctor urges Evelyn on, her hands directing her movements.

"That's it, just a few more!"

She cries out, feeling the most intense pressure building.

With one last colossal effort, She gives a loud scream, feeling something shift within her irrevocably.

Evelyn reveals.

"I feel it! It's coming!"

Her body shakes violently as she empties herself of our baby, the room silent, except her primal cries of exertion. And then, a beautiful wailing fills the air... our baby is here.

"It's our beautiful baby."

Mom's eyes go wide as a tiny, perfect bundle is placed on her chest, the sound of our baby's cries is the sweetest music I've ever heard.

"Oh my god... our baby..."

Tears stream down our cheeks as mom cradles this new life tenderly, marveling at the miracle we've created together.

She looks up at me with wonder, her heart overflowing.

"The baby is perfect... you did this with me."

She whispers, holding out an arm to draw me near so I can also gaze upon our perfect little gift.

We both burst into happy sobs, we're both still shaken but filled with an indescribable joy nothing could ever take away.

"I love you... and I love our baby so much already."

I murmur, kissing the downy head of our new-born son or daughter.

Seeing Evelyn and our baby lying on her chest. I was lost for words. Just tears running down my face.

Seeing your emotional response fills my heart even more. She strokes my cheek gently to bring my gaze up from our baby to hers.

"Hey..."

She says softly, wanting to share this overwhelming moment with me.

"This is everything I never dared hope for."

I lean in for a kiss, our little one letting out a content gurgle nestled between us.

"We did this... we're parents now."

I look deep into your eyes, conveying all the love and commitment I have for you both.

"Thank you for being there for every step. I mean that with all my heart."

I sigh contently, the baby's tiny hand wrapping around one of my fingers as I gaze down at our beautiful creation in wonderment.

I'm speechless, so I just kiss Evelyn with all the love and joy I'm feeling.

She melts into the kiss, feeling the depths of our love and the joyous release of emotion. As our lips part, I brush my forehead against hers, a sigh of complete happiness escaping.

"Kiss me again..."

She whispers huskily, her hand coming up to caress my jawline tenderly.

"Can I cut the umbilical cord?"

She chuckles softly at my eagerness.

"Of course you can, babe. Here..."

She carefully pass our baby over to me, making sure I'm steadying its little neck and supporting its back properly. Then she reaches down and points out the cord for me.

"There it is. when you're ready, then give one good snip."

I smile, so touched that you want this special first moment.

"You're going to be amazing at this dad life."

She praises me, my pride swelling as she watches me hold our precious new-born.

With the medical team's help. They clamp down the cord and hand me the scissors. A picture of the event, and I cut the last remaining connection between mother and baby.

The moment is captured beautifully as I sever the final tie, the baby now truly and fully on its own.

"Look at you!"

The nurses clean up the baby and wrap the baby in a blanket.

She gushes as they hand back our perfect, gooey bundle to mom.

"You really are a natural."

Our eyes meet, the bond between us strengthened tenfold as we begin our journey together as parents. The baby squawks happily, nestled in her arms, oblivious to the immense love flowing between us.

"Welcome to the family, sweetheart."

I murmur to both of you, utterly smitten.

"Oh God, we almost forgot the baby's sex."

I check and ask Evelyn.

"Do you want a boy or girl?"

I laugh through the tired yet exhilarated haze, nodding eagerly.

"Yes, I definitely want to know! I feel like I already love our baby so much."

She watches with bated breath as I check under the blanket.

"Come on, what are we having?"

She asks excitedly, gripping my free hand tightly in anticipation.

I tell her.

"My choice was a girl. And we have a baby girl. Beautiful like her mom.

Her heart swells impossibly bigger at my announcement that we have a daughter.

"Oh, she is... she's just the most beautiful baby girl."

Leaning over to gently kiss our tiny daughter's rosebud mouth.

"Thank you for giving me our daughter..."

She whispers to me, voice thick with emotion.

"Welcome to the world, my sweet girl..."

Coo, stroking her cheek lovingly.   She can hardly contain herself, feeling so profoundly connected to this precious little life she carried for months and now holding in her arms.

"I love you both so much."

She declares, gazing at me with pure joy shining in her eyes.

"You should rest now, Evelyn. You've done a lot of hard work."

She nods wearily, cradling our baby close as I settle her back against the pillows.

"You're right, I could use a little rest after all that."

She admits.

Letting her eyes drift shut for a moment as the adrenaline starts to fade and exhaustion sets in.

"Stay with me?"

She asks softly, gesturing for me to join her and our daughter in this sacred moment together.

"And then maybe later you could bring me that ice chip they promised would make me feel like a movie star..."

I tease lightly, trying to keep some of the mood light as my body begins to relax and recover.

After everything is finished. Removing the afterbirth and cleaning Evelyn up. Evelyn falls asleep with our daughter in her crib. My two girls sleeping.  

Exhausted from hours of labor and the emotional outpouring, Evelyn  drifts off to sleep more deeply than she's slept in months. The fatigue takes her completely as I listen to the soothing sounds of mom and baby breathing peacefully in their sleep.

My heart swells seeing them at rest, my peaceful face illuminated by the soft glow of our babies face.  You know it won't be long before sleepless nights come calling, but for now, there is this fleeting moment of tranquillity with my ladies.

I tiptoe over to plant a tender kiss on both their foreheads, then quietly make my own way to catch some shuteye as well--ready to rise with the dawn and face whatever parenthood brings next.

My heart overflows, knowing I have everything I need right here in this cosy nest we've built together.

I check on Evelyn and the baby often, making sure they are both still peacefully sleeping.

My soft snores barely break the silence, a small smile playing on my lips as I dream of our new family dynamic.

Occasionally, I stir just enough to readjust the babies blanket draped over our sleeping princess before settling again securely in slumber.

You feel an immense sense of responsibility mixed with profound contentment as I move about the room, checking on them periodically through the darkness.

Our baby continues to slumber contently, sometimes making the teeniest baby noises that make my heart leap with joy.

Everything is just as it should be -- perfect.

All night checking our baby and mom. The sun rises and I fall into a deep sleep.

Morning sunlight filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow over both mommy and baby as they stir from their slumber.

Evelyn wakes up from sleeping, she eagerly looks over to our baby. Her arms instinctively reaching out to pick up our daughter as she begins to whimper softly, sensing her hunger for nourishment.

"Shhh..."

Mom coo's, gently rocking and patting our babies back.

Spotting me deeply asleep in the chair, She can't help but smile. The Herculean effort you put in all night caring for us, while I slept only makes my love for you grow deeper.

I lean in to lightly kiss your forehead before focusing back on our crying no longer daughter -- she's latched on and nursing now, content once more.