When Elena learned she was pregnant, she and her husband Michael were over the moon. The arrival of their sweet bundle of joy was planned very carefully. They purchased a bunch of things for the nursery – soft toys, colorful blankets, a spacious crib, plenty of baby clothes. Everything was ready for the birth of their baby girl.
Not having Michael there felt strange. Elena didn’t want him to miss the birth of their baby daughter so she constantly tried to reach him on the phone, but each of the calls went straight to voicemail.
The nurses gave her sympathetic looks, as though they wanted to tell her that he was going to be there, he was probably in the middle of something, or he was just running late if he even had the chance to hear her voice messages.
As Elena’s contractions became stronger, her fear escalated. Was she really about to face this alone? What could possibly have kept him away?
When Elena learned she was pregnant, she and her husband Michael were over the moon. The arrival of their sweet bundle of joy was planned very carefully. They purchased a bunch of things for the nursery – soft toys, colorful blankets, a spacious crib, plenty of baby clothes. Everything was ready for the birth of their baby girl.
Not having Michael there felt strange. Elena didn’t want him to miss the birth of their baby daughter so she constantly tried to reach him on the phone, but each of the calls went straight to voicemail.
The nurses gave her sympathetic looks, as though they wanted to tell her that he was going to be there, he was probably in the middle of something, or he was just running late if he even had the chance to hear her voice messages.
As Elena’s contractions became stronger, her fear escalated. Was she really about to face this alone? What could possibly have kept him away?
