The time had come. I’d wanted to reach this moment in time. I stood on the threshold of my future.
A cold sweat beaded my forehead. My heart raced. My hands were clammy, my mind full of hopes and worries.
On the other side of the door I could hear movement and the sound of hushed voices. Through a slight gap in the door I thought I saw a face.
There was only a short time remaining to prepare myself.
I mentally repeated my mantra, “I release all fears and doubts.”
The door opened, “You can come in now. Your baby wants to meet his daddy.”
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