Even though I had fallen asleep right after giving birth, I didn't actually get any rest for another half-hour or so. I wasn't expecting to get any sleep at all that night, but luckily, the bed in my recovery room was very comfortable, and I was able to drift off in a matter of minutes.

The next morning, I opened my eyes, and felt like the whole season of Summer had gone by. It was no longer unbearably hot, but there was still some sun streaming through my windows. As I looked around more, I noticed an array of envelopes and gifts, all of them blue and white. Finally, I heard something stirring, and I looked over in the direction where it had come from. I smiled as I saw Leif sleeping peacefully on the couch against the wall. The scene looked idyllic compared to the chaos of the night before, until I noticed that something was missing.

"Leif!" I whispered. He didn't budge, so I repeated his name, only a little louder that time. He opened his eyes quickly, and once he saw me, he sat up, and walked over to my bed.

"You're awake," he said sleepily. He kissed me on the forehead.

"Where's Gunie?" I asked.

"Getting shots," Leif replied, sitting down in a chair next to me. "He'll be done soon."

"And you've seen him?" I asked.

"Of course I have," Leif said. "He was up for a good amount of last night, so I had to make sure he didn't wake you up."

"And he's healthy?" I asked.

"Perfectly," Leif replied. "I made sure to count fingers and toes, so don't worry about that."

"Which one of us does he look more like?" I asked. He smiled at me.

"You'll see," he replied.

As if on cue, Lara walked into the room with a bundle of blankets in her arms. I sat up quickly to get a better look, but I couldn't see anything.

"He's immunized," she announced, smiling at us. "Leona, would you like to hold him?" I smiled back at her.

"Of course," I said. "If Leif can do it, then I definitely can." Lara chuckled, and walked over to me, handing me my swaddled baby boy. Shortly after, she left the room.

I looked at Gunie for some time; I was unable to take my eyes away. I knew every new mother always thought that her baby was the most beautiful in the world, but I was certain that mine could top them all. He had a full head of hair that was the same shade of brown as my own, and his skin was the same as mine too. I had never found my own features to be anything extraordinary, but they were stunning when projected onto a baby.

"He doesn't look like most other babies his age," Leif said, breaking the long silence. "But then again, most babies don't look so much like you." I rested a hand on Gunie's little head, and he slowly opened his eyes. They were blue, just like mine.

"He's beautiful," I said, my eyes filling with tears of joy. Gunie started closing his eyes again, and before long, I could tell he had fallen asleep.

"Really, Gunie?" Leif asked. "You're going to be good for Mommy but not Daddy?"

I looked down at Gunie once again, and I noticed something very familiar about his expression.

"Look!" I whispered to Leif. "Look at what he's doing!"

"He's sleeping," Leif replied.

"No!" I said. "His mouth is in that little pouty frown, just like you have when you're asleep!"

"I'll take your word for it," Leif said. "Considering I've never watched myself sleep."

"It's the same as when you're mad," I told him. "You just raise one side of your mouth."

"Well then," Leif said. "It looks like he has your good looks and my strange mannerisms." I kissed him on the cheek.

"What a great combination," I whispered.

I heard the door open again, and Lara walked into the room. The look on her face indicated something bad, and for a second, I was worried.

"You…have some visitors," she said. "All four grandparents and Eunice. They've been waiting since about seven."

"What time is it now?" I asked.

"Nine thirty," Lara replied. Leif opened his mouth in surprise.

"They're insane," I muttered. "All right, send them in." Lara gave me an apologetic look, but before she could leave, Mom, Dad, Rita, Turner, and Eunice came through the doorway.

"Where's that baby?" Eunice squealed. Leif and I shushed her quickly.

"Right here," I whispered. "And he's sleeping."

"So that means be quiet, Eunice," Leif added.

All five of them crowded around my bed, and there was a collective gasp shortly after.

"He has so much hair," Mom said.

"The little guy looks like his mom!" Turner exclaimed.

"Leona didn't have that much hair, though," Dad said.

"Leif did," Rita replied. Eunice wasn't saying anything, but her face made her look like she was going to explode from happiness. It was probably better that she didn't say anything.

"Anyway," Turner said. "Have you decided on a name?"

"I know what it is!" Eunice said excitedly. "It's Raguna!" Dad suddenly looked flabbergasted.

"Really?" Mist asked.

"Hey, Raguna!" Turner said cheerfully. "Your daughter must really like you to name her first kid after you!"

"Y-Yeah," Dad stammered. "I guess so." He slowly turned away, and walked toward the window.

"Dad?" I asked. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine," he replied. "Just a little…touched, that's all."

"Aw, honey," Mom said, going over to give him a hug.

"I'm all right, Mist," Dad said, changing his tone a little. He walked back over to me. "Now, I want to have another look at my namesake."

"Do you want to hold him?" I asked. "Unless anyone else wants to first." The last part was really meant to be courteous, because I could really tell how much Dad wanted to see him.

"Go ahead, Raguna," Turner said. Everyone else in the room nodded.

Once Dad had made his way over to me, I carefully handed Gunie over to him. I was nervous in doing so, since I hadn't had much practice even holding a baby.

"Don't be nervous," Mom said to me.

"She's right," Rita said. "They can sense nervousness, and then they'll start crying." By then, Gunie was in Dad's arms.

For a second, Dad just looked at his grandson, and I couldn't quite tell what he was thinking.

"It's hard to believe," he murmured. He looked up at me, and smiled. "You're going to be great at this. I know you are." I smiled, trying my hardest not to start crying.

"Aw," Eunice cooed from the other side of the room. "Look at him." I turned my attention to the couch where Leif had been asleep earlier, only to see that he had fallen asleep once again. Rita chuckled, and patted Leif on the head.

"He's not half bad either," Dad said softly.

I looked over once again at Leif, and thought about how much he cared, not only for me, but for Gunie as well. Even though he was probably exhausted from staying up all night with the baby, that frown on his face indicated nothing about the way he felt at that moment. I knew that.

"No," I replied. "He's not bad at all."

A little note: If you were paying attention, you'll notice the comment about Leif and Gunie having the same frown. If you look at the drawings on my dA, you'll see that I had planned that from the beginning!

Yeah, that was a totally pointless note. Anyway, I'm trying to decide what to do in terms of storyline. I either want to go straight to part two of this, which takes place almost a year later, or if I want to write some more cute chapters leading up to part two. I'm leaving this partially in your hands. Choose well.