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From the moment that she was born, i knew that she was perfect.
It was pretty clear.
After delivering, the doctors had cleaned her up and placed her gently on my chest. And when I finally saw her, I knew.
This was true love.
After two jours of checking up with me and my baby, the doctors and nurses finally left me to my own devices.
I look over to my left and saw Barry gazing down at the baby. I smiled weakly.
"She's perfect," He whispered. I looked down at her and admired her closely.
"That she is," I added.
It was a rather long delivery as I was in labor for at least 10 hours and I was tured but right now that didn't matter.
I now have a precious baby girl cuddled in my arms. I smoothed a finger over her tiny cheek. She gurgled.
"What should we name her?" I asked my husband. I looked at Barry who looked at me with a small smile.
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Nora West-Allen was born on Tuesday, June 20th at 6:00 am.
She weighed 6lbs, 7oz.
And she was ours.
Two days later we were able to take her home and I was a little nervous.
As soon as we got inside of the loft, she started whining and fussing. I hurried to put down the carrier and gently picked Nora up.
I cradled her close to me and whispered sweet nothings. "It's ok, baby. I got you."
She continued to cry. I turned to look at Barry. "What do you think she wants" I asked.
"Is she hungry? When was the last time you fed her?" He inquired.
It has been a couple of hours but this would be the first time without the nurse's help. I felt Nora turn her head facing my chest. I sighed.
"Ok, I'll try." I said.
I headed up the stairs carefully only to feel a buzz in my back pocket. I look at Barry.
"There's a meta attack on 5th avenue and park," He explained meeting my gaze. "But I don't have to go."
I shook my head and smiled. "No, it's fine. You should go and take care of that, I'll just be trying to figure this out."
Barry gave me his 'are you sure' look. I moved back down and over to where he was. "Go," I urged.
He smiled, gave me a kiss and carefully stroked a hand over Nora's little head. Then he was gone.
I sighed and headed over to the couch. "Alright, sweet girl. Let's get you some food." She was still whining quietly.
I sat down carefully, pulled up my shirt and positioned my baby. She continued to whine. "C'mon, sweetheart. Aren't you hungry?" I asked.
I attempted to pull her close and after a few tries she managed to latch on. "There you go, baby girl. It's alright."
As she continued to feed, I closer my eyes and sighed. When I opened them again, I noticed that her eyes were open and staring up at me. My heart skipped a beat.
My little baby girl has her father's eyes. The same eyes that I fall in love with each and every day. And I am blessed for that. A little while later, she signals to me that she's done by unlatching so i put her down for a nap.
I decide to take a shower and as soon as the water hits me, I am instantly relaxed. Some parts of me do ache and burn seeing as I gave birth only two days ago, but I power through.
After my shower, I throw on a robe and check to see if Nora's still sleeping. She's tightly swaddled in her blanket, but slowly opening her eyes. She fusses lightly.
"It's ok, sweetheart. I'm here." I coo picking her up. I bring her close to my chest and smile down at her. She wiggles a little and her tiny hand pops out from the blanket. I take it with my free hand.
Suddenly, I hear a familiar whoosh and my smile widens. "Guess what, baby girl? Daddy's home."
"Iris!" I hear Barry call.
"I'm up here !" I yell back and swiftly move closer to the door. When he enters the room i immediately notice that he's covered in soot and dust.
"How are my girls?" He asked moving closer. I nod at him.
"You're dirty."
"There was a fire."
I smirk at him then look own at Nora. "Well, someone wanrs to say hello."
He steps closer and admires her. She coos and wiggles more in my arms.
"You can hold her once you take a shower. You stink." I added. He looks at me and laughs.
"Alright, just save some cuddles for me."
"You can count in it."
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I was laying on our bed with the baby on my chest when I saw Barry exit the bathroom.
"Is she sleep?" He asked.
"No, she wants you though." I whispered back.
Barry moved across the room and carefully crawled onto the bed.
"Ok, I'm ready."
I ever so slowly transferred Nora to her father and watched her adjust in his arms. "Hey, baby girl. It's Daddy."
Nora gurgled and wiggled her tiny hand until it found Barry's much larger finger.
"Hi! She's so tiny!" He remarked, chuckling. I smiled looking at them both.
"Do you think we can do this?" I blurted. Barry looked up at me.
"What?"
"Do you think that we can do this? Am I fit to be good mom?"
Barry turned to face me, careful not to wake up the now asleep Nora.
"Of course you are! No doubt about it. I know that we can do this together, and you are already an awesome mother."
"Really?" I asked.
"Truly."
I smiled.
I know that this is a big change that I'm going to have to adjust to, but I have a slight feeling that we can do this together.