Cora

“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.

weight of him against my arm-his little head curled against my elbow-my heart just breaks to feel him close to me, so strange and new

face as I take in every ounce of him, every tiny finger and toe, his wide and

arms wrapped around me, staring down at

here,” I whisper in complete

so mad,” Roger replies, his voice

“You know, Roger,”

noise, Cora,” Roger murmurs, still staring at the baby with an expression

boy,” I murmur to the baby, cuddling him close and pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Welcome to the world. You

up with something that

sigh. “My whole heart, forever,

aching, I

I are the only three people in the world. I almost jump

quietly. “Will you let the nurses clean him up and wrap in him in a blanket? And I’ll check you out, see if I can heal you

remembering that – yeah, the baby needs to be checked. And I laugh as the nurse comes close, reaching for him. “I’m sorry,” I say, shaking my head. “I didn’t mean to yell

didn’t,” the nurse says, grinning at me as she takes the baby from my arms. “You’re just an excited new mom

and checked out by the doctor. But the nurse is right – everything went well, and the baby looked fine to me. I don’t

hands out, palm up. “I basically bled out after my traumatic pregnancy,

sigh, placing my hands on top of hers and laughing

wide eyes, and I turn my head to the side, not understanding her reaction. But

head on

and I sit up a little with curiosity. This isn’t the first time Ella has healed me, of course, but this is the most conscious I’ve been for it and I can really feel it this time – the way the gift runs through me, seeking out the

until I feel completely

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