“You’ve got this, Cora!” Ella cheers at my side while I squeeze Roger’s hand, panting and shouting as I give what the nurse has told me is one last, final push.

I put everything I have into this final moment, squeezing my eyes shut and pushing as hard as I can, wanting this done – wanting to feel my little baby in my arms And suddenly the pressure lessens, and my eyes fly open as I gasp And there’s a little baby’s cry ringing out through the room.

“Here!” I gasp, leaning forward fervently, some motherly demand in me needing my little baby now even as I see him in the nurse’s hands. “Give him to me!” The nurse hesitates, looking towards her colleagues. I moan a little, still reaching, wanting him now “Do it,” Ella snaps suddenly up from my side. She stands and moves towards the nurse, putting a hang on her shoulder and gesturing towards me. ” He needs his mother – ” Roger is completely still at my side, his eyes focused totally on the baby, who starts to cry his little heart out.

“Please,” I beg, reaching for him.

“All right,” the nurse says, nodding and bringing him forward. “We’ll clean him up in a minute – ” And she takes two steps forward, and leans down, and places my little baby in my arms And I burst immediately into tears.

head curled against my elbow-my heart just breaks to feel him close to me, so strange and new and

finger and toe, his wide and crying mouth with its perfect tiny lips – Roger is pressed tight to my

he’s here,”

believe he’s so mad,” Roger replies,

“most new parents say something nice about their kid when they meet him for the first time, like how beautiful he is, or how much they love him.” “Well, he’s making a lot of noise, Cora,” Roger murmurs, still staring at the baby with an expression somewhere between shock and awe. “I doubt he’d even hear me wasted compliment.” it’d be a “Ignore him, gorgeous boy,” I murmur to the baby, cuddling him close and pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Welcome to the world. You

it feels like Roger and the baby and I are the only three people

is streaked with tears of joy when I look up at her. “What do you think, Cora?” she asks quietly. “Will you let the nurses clean him up and wrap in him in a blanket? And

mom and the birth went beautifully, no complications, so there’s no harm in wanting to hold him first.” My eyes follow the nurse as she carries the baby across the room to be

up at me with wide eyes, and I turn my head to the side, not understanding her reaction. But then she just grins and shakes her head, dismissing it. “I’m sure it will,” she says with a happy

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