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William Nylander (Toronto Maple Leafs)

"Nylander gets an extra shift, William Nylander, he shoots; he scores!" I hear the announcer yell and I jump up and down as best as I can with my 9 month pregnant stomach. I was forced by Will to stay home from the game today, despite what I had said.
Flashback
"You're 9 months pregnant, you are ​not g​oing to the game today!" he told me sternly and I rolled my eyes. "Yes I am, you've never scored in the NHL, today could be your day." I told him and he shook his head. "No offense, but any day could be my day, babe. You could also pop any day soon. What if it was during the game at the arena? Now wouldn't that be bad." he said and I huffed, nodding agreeingly. I knew he was right.
Flashback over
I focused my gaze back to the game just to see my husband yell some choice words to Brooks Laich, causing me to roll my eyes. I sat back down when I felt something trickle down my leg. "Crap!" I yelled. I knew this was gonna happen, Will at a game while I'm pregnant. I didn't know who to call, but looked up and saw the period ending causing me to mutter a soft "Yes." I picked up my phone and called Will. It rang a few times but then he answered. He's always with his phone lately now that I'm a few days past the due date. "Hello?" he asked. "Will, I­" I was cut off. "Baby, did you see my goal! I'm on cloud 9 right now!" he yelled. "I know honey, I'm so proud of you but right now, my water just broke and I need you to either send someone over to take me to the hospital or something." I told him groaning. "Wait you're in labor? God, okay umm I'll go talk to Babcock and I'll be home in the next 20 ish minutes, okay? Please be careful, I love you." he told me and I repeated it back. I was just waiting for Will to come, killing time and watching the opening minutes of the second. "We just received word that William Nylander will not return to the game. His wife is in labor right now with their first child." the announcer said. "Let's wish them good luck on 3; 1, 2, 3: Good luck guys!" The jumbotron blared and I smiled, starting to cry a bit. Stupid pregnancy hormones. Will busts through the door seconds later, "Y/N?" "In here!" I respond from the TV room and he rushes over, wearing a pair of sweatpants and a Toronto Maple Leafs hockey t shirt, hair askew, clearly in need of the shower he didn't have time to take. "Come on sweetheart, let me go get the hospital bag and then we'll leave." he said and I nodded. He came back about a minute later with the bag over his shoulder, my uggs in his hand. He picked me up and slipped the uggs on my feet, walking out the door with me clinging to his body. He set me down in my seat in the car and set the bag under my feet, closing the door and walking to the driver's seat. He got in and grabbed my hand, starting the car. We sat in comfortable silence, him rubbing his thumb across my hand, the song "7 Years" playing softly in the background, Will humming along softly. Soon enough, we pulled into the hospital parking lot. He walked over to my door and opened it for me, helping me out and grabbing the bag. "My wife is going into labor!" he exclaimed to the lady at the front desk and she nodded, grabbing me a wheelchair and wheeling me into the maternity wing of the of the hospital. Will jogged next to us and she wheeled me into the room and got me onto the bed, the door closed and she smiled at me. "You're ready, Mrs. Nylander." she smiled and I gave her a scared expression, signaling a chuckle from her. Will sat down next to me and grabbed my hand, and the rest was history.
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"It's a girl!" I finally heard 2 and a half hours later. "What's her name gonna be?" the doctor
asked me as she wiped the crying baby clean. "Her name is gonna be Katrina Alyssa Rose Nylander." he said with a smile, squeezing my hand. "Welcome to the world, Katrina."

congrats to this cute thing on getting his first career goal! much love ❤️❤️