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She couldn’t believe the breathtaking scene that was just beginning to unfold in front of her. A squirming bundle of blue fabric with only a tiny and red face peeking out of it was placed into Beverly’s arms by a smiling nurse.
“Hi Wesley. I’m your mommy.”
His tiny fingers had reached out and were grabbing tufts of her hospital gown. Her hair was still matted to her face, and there was still sweat covering her forehead.
She was exhausted, but the little boy lying against her chest had been worth every ounce of strength she’d given during birth. Jack was sitting in a chair next to the bed. He was a tad bit unsure of himself, never really being around babies before. Beverly gave a soft giggle and leaned into the pillow, watching her son sleep against her chest.
“He’s not going to break Jack. Here, do you want to hold him?”
Jack took Wes from his wife’s arms. A lopsided smile adorned his face at first.
“He’s so tiny.”
Bev had gone through all this dozens of times with lots of new parents. Dozens of babies had been born under her watch, most, if all healthy.
“Mind his head, Jack. There. See? He won’t break. Besides, he may be tiny now, but he’ll grow up to be big and strong like his daddy.”
She leaned into the pillows further and watched her husband carry their son around the room. His lopsided smile grew into a confident one as he carried Wes around the room. It was the picture she had always imagined, and after nearly two days of labor and nearly 900 ice chips later, it was worth it.
Here was her son, in the flesh. Bev had never seen Jack so happy, other than the night she’d first told him about their son. So much had happened in the first 30 minutes that Wes had been in the world, and she was looking forward to enjoying more of these little moments.
To Be Continued…