It was an evening when the moon, full and shining with beauty, illuminated the sky. A young couple found themselves in a delicate situation.
Although the birth of their child was an event to celebrate, the woman suddenly felt that the time had come for the baby to be born. Contrary to all expectations, the doctors' predictions, which had said the child would arrive in a month, turned out to be false.
As if the baby were mocking these predictions, it kicked, announcing its arrival into the world.
The man, although of a high status and accustomed to facing many situations, was overwhelmed by the urgency. He had contacted the hospital, but it was too late: his wife, screaming in pain, was exhausted, and he found himself alone, having to manage the birth and ensure the safety of his wife before the arrival of medical help.
On the phone, a midwife gave him instructions: prepare cloths, use sheets as substitutes, heat water, etc. Following these instructions to the letter, he laid his wife on the bed, urging her to keep her eyes open. As his wife was in the throes of pain, worry gave way to the birth of their child.
It was a girl. She was born perfectly at midnight, marking the start of a new day. The mother, exhausted from the effort, almost immediately fell asleep. The father, still slightly disoriented, wondered: would cutting the umbilical cord cause his wife pain? His nerves were frayed, especially after his partner's cries during the delivery.
He was suddenly jolted from his stupor by the child's cry, and at that very moment, the ambulance finally arrived at their home.
The paramedics took over everything: the woman and child were transported to the hospital. It was an emotional overload for the man.