Maya's POV
Leo's checkup had exceeded every expectation. Dr. Quincy couldn't stop smiling as he examined my little fighter, confirming that his weight gain was exactly on target and his reflexes showed remarkable development for his adjusted age. Each positive milestone felt like a small miracle.
"This little guy is thriving beautifully," the pediatrician announced, carefully placing Leo back in my arms. "Whatever you're doing, don't change a thing. I'll see you both next month."
Relief flooded through me like warm honey. Despite knowing Leo was flourishing, that persistent maternal anxiety never fully disappeared until a medical professional validated my instincts. I pressed a gentle kiss to his downy head, inhaling that intoxicating newborn sweetness that made my heart swell every single time.
