Meet Sarah, 20 years, a sweet and tender-hearted young girl, who, despite facing the harshness of life, always puts others' needs before her own. Her parents, unfortunately, have not been kind or supportive, leaving her feeling trapped and fearful o...
When Sarah shared the news of her pregnancy with me three days ago, it felt as if my entire world had come to a standstill. The desire to build a family with her had always been close to my heart, and now that this wish had become a reality, I found myself overwhelmed with joy, making me believe I was the happiest man on Earth.
Daniel's words about the indescribable feeling of fatherhood now made perfect sense. It was an emotion that transcended words and needed to be experienced to be truly understood.
My love for my Little Dove had only deepened, and the anticipation of welcoming our child into the world filled me with even more profound affection.
Today marked the day we would lay eyes on our child for the very first time. The anxiety kept me awake throughout the night, prompting me to check on Sarah repeatedly. I acknowledged that I might be overthinking, but with each passing day, my protective instincts grew stronger.
As we waited outside Dr. Lily Patel's office, my nerves intensified with every passing second. Sarah gently took my hand, breaking the spell of my anxious thoughts. I looked at her, and she responded with a comforting smile. I draped my arm over her shoulder, and she leaned in, resting her head against my chest.
Her proximity provided some solace, yet the nervous energy lingered. It was the moment of witnessing our child for the first time, How would it look like? I know it's very early and all that but any logical reasoning couldn't suppress the eagerness and apprehension flooding my senses. I was eager to see it but at the same time nervous about it like heck.
When the nurse summoned us into the office, Dr. Patel directed Sarah to lie on a small bed. The doctor lifted her top just below her breasts and applied gel to her stomach. A tube-like device glided across her stomach, and Dr. Patel observed the screen.
"Are you both ready to see your child for the first time?" Dr. Patel asked cheerfully.
I glanced at Sarah, and she nodded. We eagerly awaited as the doctor made way for us to see the screen.
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Initially, confusion clouded my thoughts as I stared at the screen, unable to discern anything. Observing our puzzled expressions, the doctor clarified that the green line she had drawn represented our baby.
It was unbelievably tiny—almost the size of a pea, as the doctor described.
"I can't believe it's so fucking small and yet wreaking havoc on my Little Dove with all that vomiting. I wonder what this little thing will be capable of when it grows," I marveled, my eyes fixed on the screen.
A chuckle reached my ears, and I turned to see both Sarah and the amused doctor. The doctor reassured me that morning sickness was a normal part of pregnancy and would subside in a few weeks.
Then came the question, "Would you like to listen to the heartbeat?"
I nodded eagerly to have whatever the doctor can let me of our child. As Eagerly nodding, I welcomed any connection with our child that the doctor could offer. As the doctor pressed buttons and placed the tube on Sarah's tummy, a faint sound filled the room. Adjusting the position of the tube increased the volume of the sound.
