Dear my closest friend

Revealing.

Micah ran around frantically. Her emotions running wild. She was pregnant and had no idea how to tell her husband. He was currently out with the guys having an early dinner.
Should she tell him in a romantic or cute way she thought to herself. She wasn't sure of how she was going to do it but she knew she needed to tell him the second he got home. It was big news for the both of them. Something they didn't think was possible anymore after the accident.

Micah was a mix between excited and scared although she knew that she shouldn't be. It would all be okay. She had a plan.

John's POV
I got home a little later than I wanted to but it was only because i had to wait for my wife's food. Which I did not mind waiting for, I just wanted to be home to her. I got her a burger from the place me and the boys were chowing at. When I walked in the door I got this weird feeling.
Where was she?
She wasn't sitting on the couch or there to great me at the door. This wasn't normal and it made my stomach twinge.
"Mici?" I called out and was relived to hear her voice from the kitchen.
I started towards her voice and she stopped me In the entrance way to the room. "Excuse you miss what are you doing?" I looked down at her and spoke in a joking manner but her face made me feel like I shouldn't have spoken like that. She looked so worried. I should have looked at her first and asked what was wrong.

"Close your eyes and walk in slowly." She spoke to me softly and moved to hold my free had that didn't have a bag with her dinner in it. What was she doing?

"I know your birthday isn't for another week but we have another reason to celebrate..." She spoke softly and nervously as she lead me in. What did she mean I could hardly even think before she spoke once more. "Open your eyes, Johnny."

I did so only to loon down at a homemade cake shaped as a heart with frosting that wrote out you're gonna be a father.
My heart skipped a beat and I stared at the cake. This couldn't be a joke and I looked up to stare at her with a blank expression. I didn't know what to feel. I was happy but I was overwhelmed and unsure. It didn't feel real to me. Not yet at least.
She answered my disbeliefs without even speaking. She pointed to the six tests that all clearly read positive that were placed on the table.
I set the bag on the table. Moments after I dropped to my knees in front of her, wrapping my arms around her belly along with gently pressing my face to it. With that I felt her body shake, I knew it meant that she was crying and I had hoped it was happy crying.
My eyes swelled with tears and I couldn't hold them back. This was the greatest moment in my life besides the day Micah and I got together all those years ago.

I wasn't sure if I believed in God but ever since the accident I had prayed that she would be able to convince. Not only because I wanted to be a father but because i wanted her to have her dream come true of wanting to be a mother. Now that dream would come true. I would make sure of it and I would protect her and our unborn child with my life. I would die for them.

I whispered to her belly and to her. "I love you." I heard her whisper it back.

The next day we went to the doctors together and the doctor confirmed it with us again and we found out she was already a month pregnant and things were going fine. All I could think was. We are going to be parents. We are going to have a family of our own.