How Did This Happen?

You crawl out of bed still tired from your late shift last night. You walk into your kitchen only to notice, it's not your kitchen. Come to think of it the whole house isn't yours, arms rap around you and turn to face the man who covered your walls as a teen. "Whats for breakfast today love?" He says kissing your cheek. "For what?" You say as crying fills the room. "Don't worry love, I'll get him" He returns with a baby in his arms. "I think someone wants his mummy" "His what?!"