Klara, heavily pregnant, navigated a delicate balance between her responsibilities at home and her role in the finalization of the Scythian acquisition. The pressure of impending parenthood and the integration of two very different cultures added to the complexity of her daily life. Despite Jake’s own struggles at work, Kelly had made it clear to her father that ensuring Klara’s comfort and preparing for the baby’s arrival were his top priorities.

One evening, as Klara sat on the couch, her baby bump more prominent than ever, Jake knelt on the floor rubbing her feet.

“Have you and Kelly decided on a name yet?” he asked, his attempt to connect tinged with a hint of longing.

He knew that his wife and daughter were actively discussing baby names, and it stung a bit that he hadn’t been included in those conversations. Ever since Kelly’s First Moon ceremony, Klara and Kelly’s bond had grown stronger as they bonded over shared experiences and conversations about womanhood. Jake and Klara still had a meaningful and intimate marriage, but it definitely wasn’t the equal partnership he’d once imagined for himself. The reality was that Kelly’s voice carried more weight than his now, a shift that had occurred naturally since her First Moon. That wasn’t unusual, of course, but Jake still found himself feeling a bit jealous of Klara and Kelly’s bond from time to time.

Klara glanced down at him, a mixture of fatigue and warmth in her eyes. “We’re still narrowing it down. We want something meaningful and fitting for our little girl. But don’t worry, we’ll let you know when we decide. In the meantime, don’t worry your handsome little head about it.”

Despite the reassurance, Jake couldn’t shake the sense of exclusion he felt.

That sense of exclusion lingered even as the excitement and nerves in the household intensified with each passing day. Kelly, having fully embraced her role as an older sister, took charge of making sure all the baby essentials were ready. She spent hours researching the best baby products, from swaddle blankets to bottles, and had even attended prenatal classes with Klara to better understand what to expect. Jake and Kyle found that the best way to support Klara was to simply follow Kelly’s orders.

In the midst of these preparations, Jake was still struggling to adapt to the changes at work. Sarah’s influence and assertiveness in the office had become increasingly evident. Senior management, including Ms. Reed and the Scythian delegation, praised Sarah for her strategic insights and leadership. Her ability to navigate the evolving corporate landscape and integrate Scythian principles into the company’s strategy earned her accolades and recognition.

During strategy meetings, Sarah confidently presented her ideas, which were met with enthusiasm and approval from both the American and Scythian contingents. Her assertiveness was seen as an asset, aligning well with the matriarchal leadership style advocated by the Scythians. Ms. Reed, in particular, publicly commended Sarah’s contributions, emphasizing the importance of embracing new perspectives and leadership styles in the changing corporate landscape.

On the other hand, Jake found himself increasingly sidelined. His suggestions were often dismissed, and sometimes he was even admonished for meddling. Nor did it help that so many of his colleagues assumed that he would be stepping down once Klara gave birth. The expectation that his domestic responsibilities would take precedence over his career was widespread within the office, and Jake had come to believe that this was why his ideas weren’t treated as worthy of consideration.

Late one Friday afternoon, Jake was summoned into Ms. Reed’s office. The meeting invitation had been titled “Transition planning”.

“Sarah and I have been looking ahead as we prepare for the next phase of the Scythian acquisition,” Ms. Reed explained. “And we’re trying to get a sense of what our personnel needs will be. I assume you’ll be taking extended paternity leave once Klara gives birth,” Ms. Reed remarked

“It’s great that you’re willing to take on that responsibility,” Sarah added, a hint of assumption in her tone.

The casual assumption about his future choices stung Jake. Determined to assert himself, he stood up from his chair, his frustration evident. Unfortunately, the dramatic move only emphasized how small he was relative to the two women looming before him.

“I haven’t made any decisions about paternity leave. Assuming things about my choices is not fair,” Jake asserted, his tone firm.

Ms. Reed exchanged a glance with Sarah, and the two women seemed momentarily taken aback. Sarah, recovering quickly, responded with a diplomatic smile that came across as a little patronizing.

“Of course, Jake. It’s just that, traditionally, these responsibilities fall on the father. But if you have different plans, we’re open to discussing them.”

Jake, feeling a mix of indignation and determination, was emphatic in his response. “I am committed to my role in this company. My family responsibilities don’t diminish that commitment. I’ll find a way forward that keeps my personal and professional goals aligned. And Kyle has already agreed to step up and share the domestic burden with me once the baby arrives.”

Ms. Reed, accustomed by this point to having Jake accept her directives without much resistance, seemed momentarily surprised by Jake’s assertiveness. After a pause, she leaned back against her desk, studying him with a newfound interest.

“Jake, we appreciate your dedication to the company, but the reality is that these expectations exist for a reason. It’s not about gender stereotypes; it’s about practicality,” Ms. Reed explained, her tone measured. “Despite your problematic… outspokenness at times, you’re a great assistant and I’d hate to lose you. But I need someone who will put my needs first. Sarah has raised concerns about your ability to juggle everything, and I think her concerns have real merit.”

Jake met her eyes unwaveringly. “I assure you both, I can manage my responsibilities effectively. Kyle and I have a plan, and I won’t let my family commitments compromise my dedication to this company.”

Sarah bent down and put her hand on his shoulder. “Calm down, Jake. There’s no reason to get so emotional. As Imani said, we appreciate your dedication, but we need to be realistic here.”

Ms. Reed leaned forward, her expression stern. “Jake, this is a crucial time for the company. We need everyone aligned and focused. Your situation, with impending fatherhood and all, could be perceived as a distraction by our Scythian counterparts. Sarah and I have been discussing your role extensively, and we believe it might be in the best interest of everyone if you consider stepping back temporarily.”

“I need some time to think about this,” Jake hedged, trying to keep the surging anxiety out of his voice. “I understand your concerns, but I don’t think you should make any rash decisions.”

Ms. Reed nodded, a semblance of understanding in her eyes. “Take the weekend. Reflect on what matters most to you, both personally and professionally. We’ll reconvene on Monday to discuss how we can move forward.”

Their suggestion weighed heavily on Jake’s shoulders over the weekend as he grappled with the unforeseen wrinkle. On Sunday morning, Jake sat at the kitchen table, nursing a cup of coffee. Klara, noticing the furrowed lines on his forehead, sat down beside him, concern etching her features.

“What’s wrong, Jake?” she asked, gently placing a hand on his back.

Jake sighed, his gaze fixed on the steam rising from his cup. “Ms. Reed and my sister are suggesting that I step back temporarily once you give birth. They think I might be too distracted to be effective as Ms. Reed’s assistant as the Scythian acquisition progresses. And they’re not sure how accepting the Scythians would be of me continuing to work with a newborn at home.”

Klara’s brows furrowed in concern as Jake shared the details of his meeting with Ms. Reed and Sarah. She listened attentively, her hand gently rubbing small circles on his back as he spoke.

“I understand their concerns, Jake,” Klara began, her voice soft yet steady. “The Scythian acquisition is a critical phase for the company, and perceptions matter. But I also know how much your job means to you.”

Jake looked up, meeting Klara’s eyes, searching for understanding. She continued, “You’ve worked so hard to get where you are, and I know I haven’t always made it easy for you. I don’t want you to feel like you have to choose between your career and your family. Maybe we can figure out a compromise that everybody can live with.”

Jake appreciated Klara’s support, her understanding touch providing a momentary respite from the weight of the decision he faced. As he continued gazing up at his wife, gratitude and hope mixed in with the turmoil already swirling around in his thoughts.

“I don’t want to compromise on either front, Klara,” Jake admitted, his voice a mixture of determination and frustration. “I know the importance of this acquisition, but I also can’t step back from my responsibilities at home. Kyle has promised to step up and share the load. I’m grateful, but I don’t want him to lose focus on school because he has to pick up the slack here.”

Klara nodded, a thoughtful expression on her face. “Maybe there’s a way to make both work without sacrificing too much. Have you thought about proposing a temporary arrangement, maybe working from home more or adjusting your schedule? We can discuss it with Imani and Sarah, find some middle ground.”

Jake considered Klara’s suggestion. “It’s worth a shot. I need my work, but I definitely don’t want to let you or the kids down either. I’ve put too much into both aspects of my life to compromise on either.”

Over the course of the rest of the day, Jake and Klara brainstormed potential compromises. Jake was determined to present a plan that addressed the company’s concerns while allowing him to maintain a significant role. The thought of stepping back entirely gnawed at him, but he understood the delicate balance he needed to strike. Klara, despite the discomfort of being so far along in her pregnancy, was his patient sounding board, offering insights and encouragement.

Monday morning arrived with a tension that mirrored Jake’s internal conflict. He had spent the weekend refining his proposal, considering the delicate balance between his professional aspirations and impending fatherhood.

When Jake opened the door to Ms. Reed’s office, his boss and his sister were standing inside awaiting his arrival. The air was charged with an unspoken understanding that the decisions made today could shape not only Jake’s future in the company but also the general tenor of the Scythian acquisition going forward.

The two women remained standing as he entered the office and towered ever more intimidatingly over him as he drew closer.

“Thank you for taking the time to consider this matter over the weekend, Jake,” Ms. Reed began, her tone businesslike.

Jake nodded, ready to articulate his proposal. “Thank you for your willingness to discuss the matter further, Ms. Reed. I understand the concerns about potential distractions during this critical phase of the acquisition. However, I firmly believe that I can continue to contribute effectively to the company while managing my family responsibilities.”

Sarah raised an eyebrow, her skepticism evident. “Jake, we’ve already discussed how your situation might be perceived by the Scythians. It’s not just about the workload; it’s about optics.”

“I understand the importance of perception,” Jake replied, looking up at his sister with resolve. “But I believe I can continue to contribute in a meaningful way without compromising the acquisition. I propose a temporary adjustment to my work hours. By cutting back to half time, I know I’d be able to accommodate both my professional commitments and family responsibilities. This way, I can maintain some involvement without compromising on the quality of my work.”

Sarah crossed her arms, a skeptical expression still etched on her face as she stared down at him. But Ms. Reed nodded thoughtfully.

“I appreciate your willingness to find a solution, Jake. If you’re willing to train the new part-time assistant that will cover the rest of the day, and if you can demonstrate that productivity will not be compromised, it might address our concerns. However, we need to establish clear expectations and ensure that this arrangement doesn’t hinder communication or collaboration.”

Jake took a moment to absorb Ms. Reed’s response. He was relieved that she seemed open to the idea of a compromise, even though Sarah’s skepticism lingered in the air. The thought of training a new assistant and adjusting to part-time hours was daunting, but it was a price he was willing to pay to keep both his professional and family life intact.

“Thank you for considering the proposal,” Jake replied, nodding appreciatively. “I’m more than willing to train someone to cover the additional hours and ensure a smooth transition. I’ll make sure there’s no drop in productivity, and I’m confident that this arrangement will benefit both the company and my family.”

Sarah, still visibly unconvinced, interjected, “Imani and I would need to agree that whoever is hired is up to the task. Preferably someone who knows his place.”

Jake took a deep breath, maintaining his composure despite the underlying tension in the room and the criticism implied by his sister’s remark. “I’m confident that I can work with whoever the two of you select, and seamlessly integrate him into the team.”

Ms. Reed and Sarah exchanged glances, a silent conversation passing between them. After a moment, Ms. Reed spoke, “Very well, Jake. We’ll consider your proposal. However, I expect you to present a detailed plan on how you will manage your responsibilities, maintain productivity, and ensure a smooth transition with the new assistant. Klara could give birth any day now, so we need to move fast. Let’s reconvene tomorrow to discuss the details.”

Jake nodded, grateful for the opportunity to prove that he could balance both his professional and family life effectively. As he left Ms. Reed’s office, the weight on his shoulders began to lift, replaced by a renewed sense of determination.

Jake worked tirelessly on his proposal, late into the night. He drafted a comprehensive plan outlining how he would divide his work hours, delegate tasks, and train the new part-time assistant. When they all met the next morning, Jake presented his plan with confidence. He highlighted his commitment to maintaining open communication and collaboration, ensuring that the team’s productivity wouldn’t be compromised.

Imani, despite her initial reservations, found herself impressed by Jake’s thorough approach. “It seems like you’ve put a lot of thought into this, Jake. If you can deliver on these promises, we might be able to make this arrangement work.”

Sarah, still skeptical, raised an eyebrow. “I hope you understand, Jake, that this is a trial period. If we see any drop in productivity or encounter issues with the new assistant, we’ll have to reassess the situation.”

Jake was determined to prove himself. “I understand, Ms. Mitty. I’m confident that this arrangement will be beneficial for everybody.”

Imani nodded, satisfied. “The admin floor is sending up a few candidates this afternoon for Sarah and I to interview. We’ll let you know once we’ve selected someone.”

The next few days were a whirlwind of activity for Jake. He juggled meetings at work, preparing for the arrival of the new part-time assistant, and ensuring that everything at home was in order for Klara’s impending delivery. The pressure was palpable, but Jake was determined to prove that he could successfully navigate both his professional and family responsibilities.

Klara, understanding the delicate situation, offered her unwavering support. She knew that Jake was facing a challenging balancing act, and her encouragement became a source of strength for him.

When Ms. Reed introduced the chosen candidate for the part-time assistant position, Mark, Jake couldn’t help but notice that he was the most attractive of the men that the admin floor had sent up for interviews. Still, Jake was determined to foster a smooth transition. He outlined the team’s dynamics, the ongoing projects, and the expectations for productivity. Despite the seemingly superficial reasons why Mark was selected, the younger man seemed receptive and eager to contribute.

Still, getting Mark up to speed took time. Klara’s due date came and went before productivity had returned to normal levels. A new date soon preoccupied the family’s thoughts: the day labor was scheduled to be induced.

But a couple days before that appointment, a sudden contraction took Klara by surprise as the family sat together in the living room watching a movie. Jake, cradled in her lap, felt her body tense all around him. The intensity of the sensation made both of them pause, and then exchange a look of excited realization.

“Looks like our little one might be eager to make an entrance,” Klara announced to the twins with a mixture of excitement and humor, trying to put everyone at ease.

Kelly leapt to her feet immediately and quickly rallied everyone. “Alright, folks, it’s go time. Kyle, grab the hospital bag. Dad, text Aunt Sarah and let her know we need a ride to the hospital. I’ll call Mom’s OBGYN and let her know that we’re on our way.”

Despite the unexpected turn of events, the nervous energy in the air was spiked with jubilant anticipation. As the family raced to complete their assigned tasks, a sense of unity prevailed that reminded them all of the strength that bound them together. Sarah made it to the house in record time, the professional tension between her and Jake forgotten as they focused on Klara’s immediate needs. The drive to the hospital was a mixture of anxious chatter and occasional glances at Klara, who handled the situation with remarkable composure.

Once at the hospital, the Tsai family congregated in the waiting area. Jake, Kyle, and Kelly exchanged glances, their shared concern etched on their faces. Sarah, trying to be a good aunt and a supportive sister, assured them that everything would be fine. After an hour or two of waiting, they were joined by Jake’s parents and his other sister Emily.

Mother and daughter had been in the middle of an intense one-on-one basketball game, which was why Kelly hadn’t been able to get a hold of either of them. Fortunately, Jake’s father was only watching from the bleachers and got his son’s text with the surprising news. In the rush to get to the hospital, nobody had changed their clothes. Emily was still wearing her white summer training jersey, while her mother was wearing workout clothes. While both women radiated muscular athleticism, Jake couldn’t help but notice how old his father was looking these days as he hobbled along with his cane.
When Jake’s mother had stopped by the house the week before, she had asked his wife about when Klara’s mother had taken a second husband. The question had caught Jake off guard at the time, as she had always been an outspoken proponent of strict monogamy when Jake was growing up. But watching his father, Jake could understand why his mother’s thoughts were trending in that direction; there was just no way his old man could be meeting all of her needs now, domestically or in the bedroom.

His mind was saved from thinking any further about his parents being intimate in that way when Kelly pointed out to Kyle that he was now taller than their paternal grandfather. And sure enough, he was – if just barely. Kyle had been experiencing a bit of a growth spurt lately, though nothing like his sister’s; Kelly was wearing her jersey from the spring Under 18 club soccer league, and after only a few months it was already too small for her.

Nor could Jake fail to notice Sarah’s newly muscular physique from across the waiting room. The Scythian women placed great emphasis on physical fitness, and Sarah had been hitting the gym with them as a way to further develop a rapport outside of the office. These days, his sister was usually wearing business attire when he saw her, so he hadn’t noticed any change. But now, wearing a green tank top and camouflage cargo pants, her biceps were as impressive as their mother’s.

As the Tsais and Mittys continued to await news about Klara’s progress, the waiting room filled with a mix of anticipation and anxiety. Each family member grappled with the tense wait in a unique way.

Jake paced back and forth, his mind swirling with thoughts of the impending arrival of his third child.

Kyle, usually the laid-back and easygoing one, found himself nervously tapping his fingers on the armrest of his chair while his dangling feet swung back and forth.

Kelly, ever the organizer, was glued to her phone. She kept checking and double-checking the details of the preparations she’d planned out with Klara.

Sarah, so decisive in the office, was surprisingly quiet, her eyes occasionally glancing at the entrance of the labor and delivery area. She seemed younger to Jake somehow, more like the kid sister he’d grown up with and less like the stern and uncompromising manager.

Emily, back in town for the summer, took care to avoid hitting her head on the doorway as made trips to get snacks and drinks from the vending machine. Less bulky than her sister and mother, she still moved with a graceful athleticism.

The grandmother-to-be kept stretching in the middle of the room, as if gearing up for an athletic competition.

Only Jake’s father seemed serenely calm as they all waited.

The rhythmic ticking of the waiting room clock seemed to echo the slow passage of time, each tick and tock a reminder of the life-altering events unfolding in the labor and delivery area beyond the double doors. As the night grew long, the Tsai family continued their vigil.

Finally, a delivery room nurse emerged from the double doors, and the whole extended family collectively held their breath.

“Congratulations! You have a healthy baby girl,” the nurse announced with a warm smile.

Relief and joy flooded the waiting room as the family members exchanged wide smiles and hugs. Jake, feeling a mix of emotions, couldn’t help but glance at Kelly, who was already shedding tears of happiness.

Sarah, abandoning her usually composed demeanor, hugged Jake so tightly that she lifted him right off of the ground

“You did great, bro. Congratulations!” she whispered, her voice filled with genuine warmth.

Jake, overwhelmed with emotion, managed a grateful smile. “Thanks, Sarah. I appreciate it.”

The family was soon allowed to visit Klara and the newborn in the postpartum recovery room. As they entered, they were greeted by the sight of Klara cradling the baby girl in her arms, a radiant smile on her face.

“These people are your family, little one,” Klara whispered, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of love and exhaustion.

Jake, Kyle, and Kelly approached the bed, their faces filled with awe as they looked at the tiny bundle in Klara’s arms. Jake’s parents and sisters followed suit, creating a circle of family around the new mother and her baby.

“What’s her name?” Emily asked, unable to contain her curiosity.

Klara exchanged a meaningful look with Kelly before answering, “Kristina.”

“Kristina,” Jake repeated, the name rolling off his tongue with a sense of wonder. “Kristina Tsai. It’s perfect.”

Kyle, standing beside his father, couldn’t help but beam with pride. “Welcome to the family, Kristina. You’re going to have the coolest older brother ever.”

Kelly, already assuming the role of the doting older sister, gently touched Kristina’s tiny fingers. “I can’t wait to teach you all the things I know, little one.”

The room was filled with a warmth that transcended the physical space, a shared moment of joy that connected each family member to this new life. Despite the challenges and uncertainties that awaited them, there was a sense of completeness in that room. Jake forgot about the challenges ahead for a moment, and allowed himself to bask in the collective joy.

As they arrived at the resort, Jake couldn’t help but be amazed by its beauty. The grand entrance was adorned with cascading waterfalls, and the architecture seamlessly blended modern design with the natural landscape. Klara’s excitement was infectious, and Jake’s heart swelled with gratitude for her meticulous planning — especially with everything else that had been competing for her time.

As they checked in at the front desk, Jake felt a jolt of excitement as they were addressed as “Mrs. and Mssr. Tsai” for the first time. His new last name would be an enduring symbol of his devotion to his new wife.

When they reached the door to the bridal suite, Klara set down their luggage and swiped the key card. When the door clicked open, she lifted Jake up and cradled him in her arms as she stepped over the threshold.

Their accommodations were spacious and elegantly designed. Large windows offered panoramic views of the mountains and the lake, while plush furnishings and tasteful decor provided an inviting atmosphere. Klara had ensured that the suite was equipped with all the comforts they would need, including a cozy fireplace and a private balcony.

As Jake unpacked the suitcases, Klara’s eyes sparkled with excitement. She bent down and flashed her new husband a playful smile. “I can’t believe we’re finally here, Jake. Our honeymoon.”

Jake couldn’t help but return her smile, his heart filled with happiness. “It’s like a dream come true, Klara. A perfect getaway after all the stress and activity of the last several months.”

After settling in, they spent the afternoon exploring the resort’s amenities. The picturesque grounds were perfect for leisurely walks, especially along the lake. The mountain air was crisp and invigorating, and the peaceful surroundings helped them forget the hustle and bustle of their daily lives.

The first three days of their honeymoon were a blissful escape from reality. Jake and Klara reveled in the tranquil beauty of the resort and each other’s company. They had never had this much uninterrupted time together, and their laughter and conversation flowed effortlessly. The worries and pressures of their busy lives seemed to melt away in the serenity of their surroundings. In the evenings, they dined at the resort’s gourmet restaurant, savoring exquisite dishes prepared by the resort’s world-class chef. The soft candlelight and romantic ambiance further heightened the experience.

While Klara’s full-term pregnancy limited their nighttime passions, they still made the most of the privacy of the bridal suite. Jake noted a sense of newfound boldness from Klara in the bedroom, which only caused him to desire her more.

After breakfast on the fourth day of their honeymoon, Klara surprised Jake with a special activity she had planned. She led him to a secluded spot by the lake, where a small boat awaited them. With the gentle lapping of the water and the distant calls of birds filling the air, Jake and Klara settled into the boat. Klara took the oars and guided them away from the shore, her movements graceful and confident. Jake watched her with admiration, feeling a sense of awe at her ability to navigate the boat so effortlessly.

“Your turn,” Klara said with a mischievous smile, offering Jake the oars.

Jake hesitated for a moment, his fingers wrapping around the wooden handles. He tried to mimic Klara’s movements, but he had neither the reach nor the strength to manage what Klara had accomplished so effortlessly.

“It’s okay, darling,” Klara told him, sliding the oars out of his hands. “You know how much I love and respect you, but there are something things that are just best handled by a woman.”

Jake chuckled, his pride slightly wounded but his heart warmed by Klara’s words. “I guess rowing isn’t my strong suit.”

Klara grinned and leaned in to give him a peck on the cheek. “That’s alright, Jake. You have plenty of other strengths. Which brings me to something important I want to talk to you about.”

“Is everything okay?” Jake asked, a little concerned.

Klara took a deep breath and looked down directly into his eyes. “Everything’s more than okay. But with the twins on the way, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. As parents, we’re going to need to shift our priorities.”

Jake looked up at Klara with both curiosity and a little unease. “Shift our priorities? What do you mean, Klara?”

Klara’s gaze remained steady as she spoke, her tone earnest. “Jake, you know how demanding both of our careers are. It’s become clear to me that having both of us working these intense jobs isn’t what’s best for our family.”

Jake’s brows furrowed slightly as he processed her words. “Are you suggesting that one of us should stay home and take care of the twins full-time?”

Klara nodded gently. “Yes, that’s what I’m thinking. And it’s obvious that that person to be you.”

Jake’s brows furrowed slightly as he processed her words. He had always been dedicated to his work, and he knew Klara was too. The idea of changing that dynamic was both intriguing and a little unsettling. “You want me to quit my job?”

Klara reached out to gently touch Jake’s hand, her eyes filled with empathy. “Jake, I’m not saying this lightly. I know how much your work means to you, but I also want what’s best for our family. We both grew up with fathers who were focused on raising us, who were there for every milestone, every moment. Our twins deserve to have that, too.”

Jake’s mind raced as he tried to wrap his head around Klara’s proposal. Quitting his job? It was a concept he hadn’t seriously considered before. He had worked hard to establish himself in his career, and he enjoyed the challenges and rewards that came with it. At the same time, it should have been obvious. How many working fathers did he know? Did he know any?

Jake let out a sigh, his internal struggle evident on his face. “I just… I don’t know, Klara. It’s a big decision. And what about our mortgage? Can we really get by on one income?”

Klara understood his concerns, and gave his shoulder a supportive squeeze. “I didn’t want to make a big deal out of this, but with my new role, I’m making more than both your salary and my old salary combined. I’ll be able to meet all of our family’s financial needs without a problem. Senior management has already hinted that I might be up for another promotion soon if I play my cards right.”

“Two promotions in under a year,” Jake noted aloud. “Whereas I’ve been stuck in my entry level position for the better part of a decade.”

Klara looked down at him with genuine concern. “I’m not trying to belittle your accomplishments, Jake. But it’s increasingly clear that my career is on an upward trajectory that yours can’t match.”

Jake sighed, his shoulders slumping as he absorbed Klara’s words. “I know you’re right, Klara. It’s just… I’ve already sacrificed so much for my career goals and aspirations.”

Klara leaned in close, cupping his little cheek affectionately with her large palm. “And I admire that about you, Jake. Your dedication and ambition are part of what makes you so amazing. But I have to make decisions based on what’s best for our family as a whole. And I know you’ll be an amazing stay-at-home dad.”

Jake sat in the boat, the oars resting between his fingers as he absorbed Klara’s words. He couldn’t fault her logic, even though he hated the idea of giving up the career he’d worked so hard for.

“I vowed to obey you and serve you when we got married, didn’t I?” he said finally. “You’re the head of our family, and I’m just going to have to trust that you know what’s best for all of us.”

Jake’s acknowledgment was met with a warm smile from Klara. She set down the oars and pulled him into a tight embrace. “Thank you for understanding, Jake. This isn’t an easy decision, but I know it’s what’s right for our family. And remember, it’s not about giving up your career forever. You’re just shifting your focus until our children are older.”

Jake looked out at the serene lake, his mind still processing the implications of Klara’s edict. He knew that being a stay-at-home dad was an important role and a valuable contribution to their family, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was leaving a part of himself behind. Still, he tried not to let his disappointment show. Instead, he focused on being the best husband he could for the rest of their honeymoon.

That became especially important on their last night at the resort. As the sun began to set, Jake found himself sitting across a candlelit table from Klara at the end of a secluded pier that extended out onto the lake. The water shimmered under the warm hues of the twilight sky, creating a tranquil and romantic ambiance. The setting couldn’t have been more romantic, but Jake could tell that Klara was distracted.

“Just a little cramping,” she insisted when he asked. “Nothing to worry about. You’ve been so great about accepting my vision for our family, I wanted to do something really special for you. I hired a private chef for the evening, to make all of your favorite dishes.”

Jake gazed at Klara with a mixture of appreciation and concern. He could tell that she was trying to make the evening special for him, despite the discomfort she was experiencing.

“Klara, you’re incredible,” he said, his voice filled with admiration. “I know you’re going through a lot right now, and I appreciate all the effort you’ve put into making this evening wonderful for both of us.”

Klara smiled warmly, her eyes reflecting her gratitude. “I just want you to know how much you mean to me, Jake. Our journey as parents is going to be an incredible one, and I’m glad we’re facing it together.”

Jake nodded, his heart swelling with affection for his wife. “I’m glad too, Klara. I’m committed to being a devoted father to our twins, as well as a supportive and obedient husband to you.”

Their private chef appeared, bringing a delicious assortment of dishes to the table. The aroma of the food filled the air, and Jake’s worries were momentarily forgotten as they indulged in a feast of flavors. The combination of Klara’s thoughtful planning and the stunning lakeside setting created a truly magical atmosphere.

But things took a dramatic turn on the walk back up to the resort. Klara stopped suddenly, clutching her stomach.

Jake’s heart raced as he rushed to her side. “Klara, are you okay? What’s wrong?”

Klara looked down at him, her unease evident on her face. “I think my water just broke, Jake.”

Jake’s eyes widened with a mixture of shock and concern as he processed Klara’s words. “Your water broke? But you’re not due for another week!”

“I know, Jake. It’s earlier than expected. I wasn’t prepared for this.”

Jake’s mind raced as he thought about what to do next. He had read enough about pregnancy and childbirth to know that water breaking meant labor was beginning. “Stay here, Klara. I don’t want you to strain yourself. I’m going to run back to the resort and get help.”

As he ran up the hill, he cursed his short spindly legs. He knew a woman’s long powerful legs could cover the distance in less than half the time.

Jake’s heart was pounding in his chest by the time he reached the front desk. He urgently explained the situation to the young woman working there, “Kelly” according to her nametag. Jake felt some of his anxiety dissipate as Kelly immediately sprang into action. She called for medical assistance and arranged for a golf cart to transport them back to Klara.

When Kelly and Jake reached Klara, she was seated on the retaining wall along the side of the path, her face flushed and her breathing uneven. But Jake could see her expression brighten when she spotted him in the golf cart. “Jake, you’re here.”

He rushed to her side and reached up to place a hand on her belly. “I’m here, Klara. Everything’s going to be okay.”

The ambulance arrived quickly, and the EMTs quickly assessed Klara’s condition and confirmed that she was indeed in labor. They helped her onto a stretcher and prepared to transport her to the nearest hospital.

“We’ll take good care of her,” one of the EMTs assured Jake. He found himself comforted by her decisiveness and obvious competence.

The EMT turned to Kelly. “Can you give him a ride to the hospital?”

Kelly nodded. “My car’s parked right by the main entrance. I’ve already arranged for someone to cover the front desk.”

She motioned for Jake to hop into the golf cart with her. As they sped down the path towards the entrance of the resort, Jake’s mind was filled with a whirlwind of thoughts. He couldn’t believe that their honeymoon had taken such an unexpected turn, but he was determined to be there for Klara every step of the way.

“Are you okay, sir?” Kelly asked, as she retrieved a booster seat from her trunk and strapped it into the passenger’s seat.

Jake took a deep breath, his nerves evident in his voice. “I’m a little overwhelmed, to be honest. But Klara needs me right now, and I’m going to do everything I can to support her.”

Kelly gave him a kind smile. “I’m sure you’ll be a great support to her. Just remember to stay calm. I know how emotional men can get.”

She hoisted him into the booster seat, buckled him in, and then darted over to the driver’s side. As soon as she turned the key in the ignition, she sped off toward the hospital. She was going so fast that they were able to catch up with the ambulance.

When they got to the hospital, Kelly pulled up to the curb. She reached into her purse, pulled out a business card, and handed it to him.

“I’ve got to get back to the resort, but this has both the direct line for the front desk and my personal cellphone number on it. Don’t hesitate to call if there’s anything I can do to help.”

Jake glanced down, and saw the front desk phone number typed and the cellphone number written in blue ink.

“I think I’ll be okay from here, Kelly. I can’t thank you enough for everything you’ve done for Klara and I tonight.”

The young woman smiled. “I just wish I could have done more. But your wife is in good hands, and it’s clear she’s a fighter. Let me know how you make out.”

As Kelly drove off, Jake rushed inside the hospital. At the information desk, the receptionist looked at him suspiciously. She pointed at the sign on the wall that read, “No unaccompanied male persons beyond this point without special authorization.”

“You don’t understand,” Jake shouted up at her. “My wife was just admitted via ambulance. She’s just gone into labor, but she’s not due yet.”

“Please be patient,” the receptionist told him. “A patient care assistant will be out to meet with you shortly.”

Jake fidgeted in the uncomfortably large waiting room chair, his anxiety growing with each passing moment. He glanced at his watch and then back at the information desk, hoping to catch sight of someone who could provide him with information about Klara. The hospital staff had been alerted about the situation, but he felt a strong sense of helplessness as he waited for news.

After what felt like an eternity, a man wearing pink scrubs approached Jake with a sympathetic smile. “Mssr. Tsai?”

Jake immediately stood up, his heart pounding in his chest. “Yes, that’s me. How is Klara? Is she okay? Are the twins okay?”

The man extended his hand. “My name is Kyle. I’m here to provide you with an update.”

Only women could be doctors and nurses, so becoming a patient care assistant was one of the few ways men could work in the medical field. As a result, it was one of the few male-dominated occupations. That was fine with Jake; he just was grateful to have someone in his corner who could understand his situation and relate to his concerns.

“Your wife is in the labor and delivery unit. The medical team is evaluating her condition now. They may need to do a Cesarean section, but Dr. Ramirez thinks there is still a strong possibility that the babies can be delivered naturally.”

Jake let out a sigh of relief, his tension easing slightly. “Thank you for letting me know. Can I see my wife?”

Kyle nodded. “Of course. Follow me, and I’ll take you to her.”

Jake followed Kyle through a maze of hallways and corridors filled with towering women in green scrubs and white lab coats. When they finally reached Klara, she was lying in a hospital bed in a private room, hooked up to monitors and IV lines. She managed a weak smile when she saw Jake.

“Hey,” Jake said softly, his voice filled with concern as he approached her bedside.

“Hey yourself,” Klara replied, her voice a mixture of exhaustion and relief. She reached out to take Jake’s hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “I’m so glad you’re here.”

Jake pulled a chair closer to the bed and sat down, never letting go of Klara’s hand. “I wouldn’t be anywhere else, Klara. How are you feeling? Are you in a lot of pain?”

Klara managed a weak smile. “It’s not really painful, more uncomfortable than anything else. The doctors and nurses are taking good care of me.”

“I’m so glad to hear that. Let me know if there’s anything I can do.”

They sat in silence for a moment, the only sounds in the room the beeping of the monitors and the soft hum of medical equipment. Jake felt like his hand felt was caught in a vice, Klara’s grip was so tight. But he kept his discomfort to himself.

Just then, a tall Hispanic woman in a pristine white lab coat entered the room with a smile. “Hello there, I’m Dr. Ramirez. How are you feeling, Klara?”

“I’m okay,” Klara told her. “Just a bit tired.”

The doctor crouched down to make eye contact with Jake. “And you must be the father. It’s great that Klara has you here for support. We’re monitoring Klara closely, and my team is ready to assist her through labor.”

Jake nodded, grateful for her reassurance. “Thank you for taking care of her.”

“Of course! Don’t worry, she’s in good hands.”

Dr. Ramirez explained that they would monitor the twins closely to ensure their well-being, and that they were still aiming for a vaginal delivery. Klara’s labor progressed steadily, and Jake stayed by her side, providing comfort and reassurance.

And then, as Klara gripped Jake’s hand so tightly he was certain that she broke some bones, their firstborn made her entrance into the world.

The room was filled with the cries of their baby daughter, and Klara’s exhaustion was momentarily forgotten as she held their precious child in her arms. Tears welled up in both Jake and Klara’s eyes as they gazed at their daughter, their hearts bursting with love and joy.

As Klara cradled their daughter, the medical team continued to monitor the second twin’s progress. Their son was much smaller, so he arrived quickly and with minimal effort required from Klara. Soon his cries were filling the room alongside his sister’s.

“You did it, Klara!” Jake whispered, his voice filled with wonder.

“We’re parents!” Klara replied back, sounding equally awestruck.

As the medical team attended to the twins, Klara’s exhaustion finally caught up with her, and she closed her eyes with a contented smile. Jake sat by her side, his heart full of gratitude and love for the incredible woman who had just brought their children into the world.

Jake and Klara knew the journey ahead would be filled with challenges and adjustments, but they felt ready to face them together as a family.