There was a profound emotional resonance to his presence, a deep understanding that we were on the brink of a life-altering moment. As the reality of imminent parenthood washed over us both, I could sense his emotional connection to the experience growing stronger with each passing moment, his anticipation mirroring my own as we prepared to welcome our child into the world for the very first time.
Upon our arrival at the hospital, the pressure intensified, a relentless force that seemed to radiate from my lower back to my abdomen, a visceral reminder of the impending arrival of our child. As we entered, a flurry of activity ensued, with nurses and a doctor rushing to our aid.
"Bring her in,"
One of the nurses instructed, her tone urgent as she guided us towards the delivery room. "Only the father of the child should be present," she added firmly, prompting Muya to step back, his presence now relegated to the sidelines.
