One evening, Christian surprised me with a beautiful sunset picnic by the lake. The pack had gathered to celebrate our joy, and they had prepared a feast filled with my favorite foods. We sat together, enjoying the delicious meal while sharing stories and laughter.
"I still can't believe we're going to be parents," I whispered to Christian, my heart full of gratitude.
He squeezed my hand, his eyes shining with love. "I know, Trisha. It's incredible, isn't it? I can't wait to meet our little one."
Throughout that month, Christian was attentive to my needs, ensuring I rested and stayed healthy. He would read parenting books and articles, eager to learn everything he could to support us on this journey.
The pack organized a baby shower for us, a smaller gathering to celebrate the first month of pregnancy. They showered us with gifts, from adorable baby clothes to handmade blankets and toys. Binnie had even knitted a tiny pair of booties for our little one.
