𝘊𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘵'𝘴 𝘗.𝘖.𝘝.
2 weeks later.
Middle of the night and here I am: my phone is recording such a yearned-for moment as I am sitting on a sofa, holding a tiny envelope with shaking hands, unable to open it ever since I came back from the doctor's appointment a few hours ago.
I took a deep breath, carefully opening the valuable envelope, getting a little card out of it.
A tiny word captured my attention as I blinked away tears, glancing at my phone.
"A son."- I whispered vulnerably, smiling as I laid my hand on my 20 weeks baby bump.
"You are going to be a dad to a boy like you hoped for."- I spoke softly through tears of pain and joy: happy to have a son, yet sad I am finding this out without his dad by my side.
My eyes shut close in disbelief as I felt a tiny motion in direction of my hand.
Tiny motion that I have been waiting for for so long.
"He is kicking."- I almost whispered, tears running down my cheeks as our small son kicked again, my heart fluttering from the beautiful feeling.
I took my phone and switched the camera's view, containing my sob as I rolled the hoodie up, seeing little kicks so clearly.
Silence, contrasted by my tears, fell as camera of my phone captured the priceless moment.
Moment that I hope for Sandro to see and feel for himself soon.
I ended the video, too overwhelmed to keep quiet, too overpowered with emotions that are getting harder to control.
I wish it wasn't just me finding out the gender, I wish it was brighter than this, I wish my family was here, I wish I could hug someone and be hugged tightly in return.
"I want to hug you so much. I promise to make you the happiest baby boy in the world, you will never be alone, my little lovebug."- I spoke softly, holding onto hope that seems so thin, so frail, so unstable and so hazy.
"I love you so much, my little boy. I am sure your daddy loves you too."- I whispered profoundly, caressing my belly gently as he kicked, my world turning upsidedown once more, only this time more drastically and wildly.
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