We were left alone with our new daughter after she was all cleaned up.
Jesse said she did indeed look like me, but I pointed out that she had his wide brown eyes.
Dr. Sanders had gone out to announce that the baby was here.
Apparently, Dad and the Stepmonster were out there, but I wasn't gonna worry about it.
This was my moment, my first day with my baby girl.
"What are we gonna name her?" I asked Jesse.
He opened his mouth to say something, but I stopped him.
"And, no, we can not name her Leia." I said.
I knew all about his Star Wars obsession.
He looked disappointed.
I laughed.
"How about Allison Claire, after our movie?" He said.
Allison and Claire. His favorite female characters in The Breakfast Club. A more than fitting name for our daughter.
"Yes. Beautiful." I said.
Allison Claire wiggled a little and laid her hand on my chest.
Someone burst into the hospital room, making her start to cry.
"Surprise! Has Mama Kangaroo had the joe-" Amy said, before hearing Allison Claire crying.
She smiled. "Obviously so." She said.
"Amy, this is our new daughter, Allison Claire." I said.
"Hello, tiny joey, I'm your Aunt Amy. Mama had you rather early, didn't she? You couldn't wait to get out and hop around, could ya?" She said.
She looked at me. "Can I hold her? I promise I won't hurt her." She said.
"Sure."
I handed her to her, and Allison Claire wiggled arond.
"Easy there, baby dingo. I don't want to have to wrestle you and a baby crocodile simultaneously." She said.
I laughed.