CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY SEVEN – DADDY DAYCARE

"Hola, mi amor," he said, trying to sound casual as he answered. "How's the spa?" Karina's relaxed smile quickly turned to concern as she took in Miguel's disheveled appearance and Isabella's red face. "What happened? Is everything okay?" Miguel sighed, his facade crumbling. "I'm sorry, Karina. I thought I could handle this, but... I'm failing miserably. I can't seem to do anything right." Karina's expression softened. "Oh, Miguel. It's okay. Being a parent is hard, especially in the beginning. Tell me what's been going on." As Miguel recounted the day's events, from the feeding fiasco to the swing incident, Karina listened patiently. To his surprise, she didn't seem angry or disappointed. Instead, she offered gentle advice and words of encouragement. "You're doing great, mi amor," she assured him. "Remember, I struggled too at first. It takes time to learn. For the feeding, try holding the bottle at a slight angle to prevent air bubbles. And for the swing, start slow and watch he