“Where’s Dave?” he asked.
I told my father the truth, about how Dave had left me. And as I did, the contractions hit more frequently.
My little girl was on the way.
A pregnant woman holding her stomach | Source: Midjourney
A pregnant woman holding her stomach | Source: Midjourney
“Please, Gloria,” I told the kind nurse. “Can you record the birth? I wanted my husband to do it, but he has the video recorder with him.”
“Of course, darling,” Gloria said. “I’ll get an intern in to do it, while I hold onto your hand the entire time.”
Not long after, I gave birth to our beautiful daughter, Gabrielle, without Dave by my side.
A hospital intern holding her phone | Source: Midjourney
A hospital intern holding her phone | Source: Midjourney
Instead, I had Gloria on one side and my dad on the other.
As I held my newborn daughter in my arms, the emotions overwhelmed me. Joy, love, and sadness intertwined. My dad sat beside me, his eyes filled with pride and concern.
“He’ll regret this, sweetheart,” my dad said softly. “But right now, you need to focus on your baby girl.”
I nodded, tears spilling down my cheeks.
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A person holding a newborn | Source: Midjourney
“I can’t believe that he left us, Dad,” I said. “How could he choose her over us? Will our lives be like this forever? If it were a genuine emergency, then I’d understand. But this?”
“Dave will have to live with that decision,” my dad replied. “But you’re strong, and you have people who love you. We’ll get through this.”
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An upset young woman | Source: Midjourney
Later, when it was certain that Gabi and I were fine and healthy and ready to be discharged, my dad took us to his house.
When Dave finally made it to the hospital, we were gone. He texted and called, but I didn’t respond.
Instead, I left a letter for Dave with Gloria. My father was also someone who never left home without his laptop.
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A hospital hallway | Source: Midjourney
“Dad, do you have a flash drive?” I asked him before we left.
“Of course,” he said, searching his laptop bag. “Why?”
“I’m going to save the birth video on it, and leave it here for Dave.”
My father looked at me closely before nodding.
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A brown leather bag | Source: Midjourney
“Please, just give him this letter and this flash drive,” I said to her as we got ready to leave.
The letter read:
Dear Dave,
This is what you missed. This is the once-in-a-lifetime moment you chose to skip. I needed you more than ever, and you left me. Our daughter deserved to have both her parents there for her first moments in this world. This video shows the strength and resilience you’ll never get to witness first-hand.
I hope you understand the pain and disappointment you’ve caused. Maybe now you’ll realize the sacrifice that comes with being a husband and father.
-Aria & Gabi
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A folded piece of paper on a table | Source: Midjourney
A few days later, my father invited our closest family to introduce Gabrielle. I didn’t invite Dave. I knew that it was a cold gesture, but I didn’t want to see him.
He showed up at my father’s place anyway, looking remorseful and desperate.
“Please, let me explain,” he said, his voice trembling as he approached me.
A woman holding a baby | Source: Midjourney
A woman holding a baby | Source: Midjourney
I crossed my arms, staring at the man I had married.
“Explain what? That you thought groceries were more important than your daughter being born?”
“I’m sorry, Aria,” he said. “I was torn between you and Mom. And I didn’t know what to do. I chose wrong. Please, forgive me. I’ll do anything to make it right.”
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A close-up of a man | Source: Midjourney
“You left me in the most vulnerable moment of my life, Dave,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “How can I trust you after that?”
“I know I messed up,” he said. “I know I hurt you. But I want to make it right.”
I refused to speak.
An upset young woman | Source: Midjourney
An upset young woman | Source: Midjourney
“I hate myself for it,” he said. “I’ll never forgive myself. Please, let me be here for you and our daughter. Let me prove that I can be the father she deserves.”
“This is your one and only chance, Dave,” I said. “You need to show me, not just tell me, that you can be the man we need,” I said firmly.
He nodded vigorously.
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A smiling man | Source: Midjourney
“I swear, Aria, I will never let you down again.”
One evening, as we were putting our daughter to bed, Dave turned to me, his eyes filled with sincerity.
“I know I’ve said it before, but I’m truly sorry. I never want to miss another moment.”
I know that my husband has apologized profusely, but I’m still waiting for my mother-in-law to apologize, too.
A baby in a crib | Source: Midjourney
A baby in a crib | Source: Midjourney
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A smiling older man | Source: Midjourney
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