I stood in the kitchen, throwing popcorns into my mouth and admiring the full moon.

The night enveloped me in its darkness, casting an eerie stillness over the house. I went back and forth from the living room to the kitchen, my steps quickening with each passing moment.

Waves of discomfort pulsed through my body, a visceral reminder that the time for new life's arrival was drawing near.

I glanced at the clock on the wall, late into the night. My heart fluttered with a mix of anticipation and unease.

I was alone at home, and the realization that my labor had commenced with no one by my side made...