My Husband Gave His Couch in the Delivery Room to My MIL and Went on a Boys’ Trip Instead – He Got a Lesson He’ll Never Forget

Luke had missed the most beautiful moment that had changed our lives forever.

He’d chosen beer and his buddies over the most important day of our lives.

Janet must’ve seen it on my face because she leaned close and whispered, “He missed it. The baby’s first breath, his first cry, the best moment of his life… gone. But don’t worry, honey.

He’s going to pay for it.”

Luke strolled into my hospital room the next afternoon like he was dropping by for a casual visit. He was sunburned, wearing a “Boys Weekend 2025” T-shirt, and holding a bunch of flowers that looked like he’d grabbed them from a gas station on the way over.

“Hey, babe,” he said with that sheepish grin that used to make my knees weak. “Sorry, things went a little longer than expected.

Traffic was insane. How’s my little champ?”

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