The day I found out that my wife was pregnant, I swear I was the happiest man on earth. Just before we were about to give up on trying, a miracle happened, and changed my life for the better.
Every day I could feel myself becoming more like the man I've always wanted to be. I had become more responsible, more thoughtful, and more loving.
Every night before I fell asleep I'd kiss my pregnant wife goodnight and quietly tell the baby I love her and that I couldn't wait for her to get here.
During the birth, however, my wife underwent some "complications". Everything turned out okay, I guess.
I have a beautiful baby girl, and the cemetery is only a 10 minute drive away so I can complete my "I love you's" like before.