As the months rolled by, we got more and more excited. We had found out that the baby was going to be a boy, and the name we chose was Max. One day, as I was cooking, I heard Skylar scream.
Her water had broken. I rushed her to the hospital. In the hospital room, I held Skylar's hand tight.
After about an hour, the nurse said she was ready to give birth. Another hour passed by before the baby was delivered.
We stared into that precious baby's eyes, and everything became better. The world became brighter. They put Max in the bed after he was cleaned. Skylar and I stared at him from behind the glass.
I held Skylar's hand and she hugged me.
"He's perfect." She cried.
"That he is." I smiled and kissed Skylar.
In that moment, I didn't want to be anywhere else. Max had the most adorable eyes, the smallest feet, and an amazing smile.
"We're parents now." I smiled, my eyes tearing up.
"Well, I know for a fact that you'll be a great father." Skylar smiled.
I smiled and kissed her.
I could search my entire life, and never find someone who can bring me as much happiness as Skylar. She saved my life countless times. Without her, I wouldn't be here. For the first time in my life, I could truly say, I made it.