I’d love to say it was easy, but that’d be a lie. It was about as difficult as I feared, but there was something different this time. Unlike my previous birth, where I was alone for most of it, this time my husband
was by my side to support me! Although he kinda just stood around repeatedly saying “it’s the miracle of life!”, so he functioned primarily as moral support. Honestly, having given birth himself, you’d think he’d be more helpful than this, but oh well. I absolutely love these children, and their father seems just as taken by them as I am.
I got Pregmatic to swear to be monogamous towards me, at least until the children are grown, so now my last concern of support has been addressed. We’ll raise them to the point of maturity together, and let no distractions come between us!
