🌙 Seven hours after bringing new life into the world, my body was exhausted, but my heart was quietly glowing 😊.
Then Martin leaned close and softly said, “Can you move for just a moment? I have an idea.”

👶 Moments later, I saw him there — beside our baby — both wrapped in gentle blankets, two warm cocoons sharing the same breath 🧣🤍.
No rush. No words. Just stillness.

😭 I watched from a short distance, wiping away silent tears, realizing this had nothing to do with perfect photos or first measurements.
This was something deeper.

💙 This was the exact moment a father was born — in tenderness, in shy humor, in hands that held our tiny miracle as if the whole world rested there.

📏⚖️ People would later ask about height and weight, numbers and details…
but this is what I want to remember instead:
a grown man cradling our new life with infinite care and unspoken devotion 💞.

📸 I took a photo, breathed it in, and whispered to myself,
✨ “Remember this warmth. Remember this love.” ✨