After a while, I was finally allowed to see my son.
Before seeing him, I had already guessed that he was a boy and had been going over names for him.
When the others asked me how I knew that he was a boy, I didn't say anything.
While it wasn't that I discriminated against women, it was just that in my past life, in my past culture, this kind of thing usually represented a son.
So that was why I guessed that it was a son that had been born.
When I was allowed in to see Angela and my son, I wasn't alone.
In fact, the two that came with me pushed me out of the way so that they could see him first.
Of course, they didn't just want to see my newly born son.
"Are you alright?"
"Darling, how are you feeling?"
The first thing that the two of them did was check in on Angela to make sure that she was fine after giving birth.
