Page 95 of Alexander's Heart

“Just suctioning goo out of his lungs, he’ll be rig–”

Doc’s words are cut off with the sound of my baby boy’s first cry. Alexander comes up the head end to kiss my forehead.

“You did good Mommy, I’m so, so pwoud of you, you’ve got this. One maw, and you can west.” Alexa whispers.

I nod, but I want to see my baby, to know that he’s okay, “Can I see him?”

“Lily, we have to get baby B out he’s being impatient, you need to push on the next wave.” Doc yells above my first son’s cries as Alexander kisses my forehead then he’s back down the business end, holding my leg for support, not sure if it’s more for me or for him at this point.

“Come on, Cupcake, you’ve got this baby girl, I know you’re tired but another couple of pushes and you’ll have your boys in your arms.” Betty says assertively in my ear.

“Weady, Mommy, let’s push.” Alexa beams at me.

And on the next roll of the contraction I bear down again with determination, it hurts so bad, it’s the burn that’s the worst, the ring of burning feels like my nether regions are being scorched by the sun, Owwwwww, fuck, fuck, fuckkkkkkkk.

“Alexxxannddeerrr, no more I swear to allllll thaaatt’s, ahhhhhhhhh dear Godddddd.”

I hear the scream as my second son is expelled from me fast, and again it feels like my insides are falling out, it’s a weird frightening feeling. Baby B doesn’t sound happy to be coming out second best, and amongst all the pain and icky going on downstairs I let out a laugh.

“You, okay, Angel,” Alexander comes to me with the babies firmly in his arms and I see my boys for the very first time.

“They’re beautiful,” I whisper to Alexander.

“They are, my love, they look just like their Mommy, but with my coloring,” Alexander says proudly.

My boys have a light dusting of black hair just like their daddy and sister and the cutest button noses, they’re small but so, so, perfect, “What do they weigh?” I ask as I look to Alexa who is crying happy tears and then to Betty and so is she.

“Dr. Sarah, comes over as Doc is tending to my nether regions, “Baby A was born at 7:07pm weighing 4lb 6oz. Baby B was born at 7:11pm weighing 4lb 7oz. Both are healthy and scored well on their Apgar testing, they will need the heat of the incubator after you’ve had a cuddle but I don’t think they’ll be in there for long. Congratulations, Lily, and congratulations, Alexa, you did so well helping your Mommy, now you’re going to have to keep these brothers in line kiddo.” Dr. Sarah smiles happily.

“Oh, I’s will, we alweady have wowds and I will help my mommy wangle them.” Alexa in big sister mode is so stinkin’ cute.

“You did real good, Angel, I’m so freakin’ proud of you, today you became my wife and birthed our babies, I love you, Angel, mine.”

He lowers our babies and lays one in the crook of each arm. Alexa is sitting at my hip smiling and crying and so happy it’s such a special moment that we shared this together as a family, never would I thought to have Alexa in here for the birth, but I’m happy she was she has been by my side from the very start.

ALEXANDER

I step out into the waiting room and notice the boys pacing like caged lions outside the door, and the rest of the family comes rushing up the corridor.

“Mommy and babies are doing great,” I say with a proud grin, making these men sweat just a little longer for bursting into the delivery room.

“Boys or girls?” My Mom says with impatience.

“Sorry, Mom, just wanted to make these idiots wait a little longer,” I say gesturing to the team.

“I’ve already beat their asses down, Son, now tell me what my grandbabies are or I’ll do the same to you!” Mom says using her Mom voice and I chuckle.

“We welcomed healthy happy boys.”

“HOOYAH!” Booms through the corridor.

I smile proudly, “Mom’s and Dad’s come with me. The rest of you lot can wait here until Lily is sitting up and decent.”

“Chief, so, sorry man, we were thinking it was her hospital room not the actual ‘Oh, shit room’.” Blake says.

Everyone laughs at his phrase. It’s fitting really and I have to chuckle, “Just find our angel a cup of hot tea in a real teacup and saucer and all will be forgiven. Can you boys handle that.

“Hooyah!”

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