Annie
My baby is recovering quickly, and now that the fever has gone down, he's resting peacefully in the hospital crib. I'm sitting beside him, holding his tiny hand. He's so small. He's already learned to say "ma," and while he was crying in pain, he called out to me with pitiful cries.
I see Liam enter the room and stand on the other side of the crib. I can't deny the immense love he has for our son.
"Is he calmer?" he asks, and I nod. This is our first crisis as parents. "You should go get some rest, I'll watch him tonight." When he says that, my heart melts. He's an excellent father, and I'm sure Angelito will be very proud of him when he grows up. He has become a kind and loving man. Little by little, he has been putting aside his pride, focusing on the true purpose of our career,
