You drift off to sleep with your daughter nestled against your chest, Mattheo's arm draped protectively around both of you. He looks down at the two of you, still marveling at the miracle that has just taken place. They say parenthood is hard, and they aren't wrong. But in that moment, as he watches you and their child sleep peacefully, he knows that no matter what comes their way, they will always have each other.

The next day, you're discharged from the hospital with your new bundle of joy in tow. The nurses give you both a checkup and make sure everything is in order before handing over the car seat and other necessities. As you step outside into the bright sunshine, the cool air tickling your skin, it hits you - this is real life now. There will be no more sleeping in or staying up late. No more spontaneous trips or impromptu adventures.