A quiet squeak wakes me up in the early morning. The noise is followed by some little steps and I immediately open my eyes, I know this noise damn well. And just as I thought Michael's face appears in front of mine. He's crying quietly and I immediately sit up and lift him up to pull him close. I wrap my arms around him tightly and ruffle through his hair, trying to comfort him and he slowly calms down a little, at least his crying isn't as hysterical as before anymore. I feather a kiss on his hair line and then look him in the eyes. "What happened, Mike?", I ask my little son. He cries a little louder again and tries to get really close to my chest which isn't easy because of my quite big baby bump but with my help he gets in a comfortable position. He presses himself as close as possible against me and I hold him very close. Then he starts explaining: "I had a nightm-m-mare. You and d-d-daddy you left the house a-and there was fire a-and you never came back a-and I was alone and I d-don't know what happened to Michelle. I think you d-d-died and I... Please don't leave or d-die, I need you and daddy." These words now also wake my husband Mason and he turns around. Our son's little description of his dream already breaks my heart. The thought of him being alone and scared and of not knowing if my husband and our unborn daughter Michelle are alive is horrible. My little family means everything, really everything, to me and losing them would mean losing my world. My eyes start filling with tears and there's some pain in my chest that I've never felt before. Wow, becoming a mother really changed me.

Mason notices that there are bad thoughts on my mind and gently wraps his arms around Michael and me. He rests his right hand on my belly whilst the other one strokes over Mike's back. "Come here, Mike. Everything is alright. We're here with you and we will always be with you. We love you so, so much and we would never, ever leave you. You are safe, we are safe and Michelle is fine too. Nobody is dead. Everything is alright, Mike.", Mason says whilst kissing our son's tears away. And as if Michelle heard him she starts moving. Some of her kicks are really strong and so Mase and Michael can feel her too.

Immediately our son stops crying, he just puts his hands on my belly and fascinatedly looks at it whilst feeling his unborn sister's kicks. Mason and I look at each other for a second and then happily watch our son. Mason pulls me a little closer and kisses my cheek before whispering: "I love you and our little family so, so much. I can't believe that Michelle will be with us in three weeks already. And that Mike is four already. It's so crazy how fast the time has passed by but I enjoy every single second with you." I also smile bright and answer: "Yeah, it's really crazy but also so wonderful. You three are the best thing that has ever happened to me." Mason smiles even brighter and then leans forward to kiss me.

The kiss is very soft and full of love and I totally enjoy it. I enjoy every kiss with Mason but this one feels so special because the situation is so intimate. Like... We're sitting in bed, our lovely, little son in our arms and our unborn daughter inside of me. It's... Magical. Really magical. A few years ago I would've never thought that I could ever have a life like this, having a family with the love of my life and being one hundred percent happy. It's just wonderful.

Mase and I watch our son for another few minutes but then he gets really tired. Mase kisses his forehead and whispers: "Do you want to sleep here or in you own room, Mike?" Our son thinks for a moment and then says: "Here. I'm scared of being alone.", with his high voice. Mason nods and carefully takes Mike off my lap. I lift our blanket a little and Mase helps Mike with getting under it. Then we also lie down again and our son snuggles up to Mason's chest. I crawl close to my two boys and Mason wraps his arm around us.

Mike falls asleep after only two minutes. His relaxed face and his little hand with that he grabbs Mason's shirt look so very cute and I really can't take my eyes off him. My husband does the same and has a beautiful, little smile on his face which looks absolutely gorgeous. Everything I see right now is gorgeous. I mean... I see my husband and our perfect little son in front of me. Is there anything better than that?

Suddenly Mason whispers: "You're so beautiful, Julia. And such a great mother. And you're a great wife, the best a man could ever imagine. You're so supportive and loving and you gave me Mike and in a few weeks you'll give me our second wonderful child. I'm so proud of you. And I'm so happy and thankful to have you with me. I love you." I happily smile and move my arm to touch his cheek. "I love you too, Mase. And you are the best man and father in the world. Without you I would've never come so far and most importantly our children wouldn't exist without you. They and you, y'all are the best thing about my life. I'm 100% happy and you are the reason for that.", I answer and then kiss him. He returns the kiss and moves his free hand to my hair which he ruffles through. My whole body prickles of happiness and I just enjoy this wonderful intimate moment.