Hey guys, sorry for the wait, I don't think I really have a valid excuse for not updating.
DISCLAIMER: I only own Alli, Sam, Zavier and the kids. All other rights go to Cassandra Clare.
Chapter 33.
*MAIA'S P.O.V.*
"They're so perfect." John happily says, as he looks down at the twins in their hospital cribs. Shortly after I gave birth, Magus finally managed to arrive and said he thought it best I go to the hospital in case anything goes wrong and he isn't around to help. Luke drove John, the twins and I to the nearest hospital, after Magnus conjured up two car seats, for Piper and Chris.
The doctor said they'll likely keep me in for the night and then discharge me in the morning, after the twins and I have another once over.
"Yeah... they are." I quietly say. I'm still worried out of my mind about the twins and being their mom, but I'm sure in a few weeks I won't be as worried.
"I'm their dad... I'm a dad... I love saying that." John softly says, his mouth turning upwards into a smile. He's so sweet, and already so great with the twins, we're lucky to have him.
"Have you been talking to anyone besides your parents and Clary?" I ask, wondering if everyone else has heard our good news.
"Yes, I was on the phone to Ali earlier on, she and Eric are going to come visit later. They're both delighted for us and can't wait to meet the twins." John says.
"I'm looking forward to seeing them." I say, leaning back into the pillows.
"Me too, I think Ali's due in a month or so, it's great she's finally getting what she deserves, isn't it?" John says. It certainly is wonderful that Ali is at long last, getting what she's desired for quite some time.
"It really is." I reply.
"Are you okay?" John asks, turning around and looking at me. Why is he asking?
"I'm fine... tired and sore but that's normal after childbirth, why?" I ask.
"You just look a little pale is all." He replies.
"I'm fine." I assure him. "Are the twins awake?" I then ask.
"Yeah, why?" John responds. I hold my arms out and say
"I want to hold them." John smiles and firstly gently gathers Christopher into his arms and passes him to me, before cautiously lifting Piper and placing her in my other arm.
"I love you two so much."I softly say, kissing both Christopher and Piper on the forehead.
"You're going to be a great mom." John quietly says. I sincerely hope so.
"I hope so." I say, not moving my gaze from the twins.
"You will be, I have absolutely no doubt." John replies, in a confident tone. I don't know how he's so confident I will make a good mother, I've got hardly any experience with babies. I've never taken care of kids on my own before, someone else has always been with me. I won't always have help with the twins, John will be going out on hunts and other things and everyone else has their own lives to continue on with, I doubt they'd want to be helping me when John can't.
Before I can say anything to John, a red haired nurse walks in, smiles softly at me and says
"I think your twins are due for their first feed. Are you going to breastfeed or bottle feed them?" She asks me. I think I want to try breastfeeding them, all the moms I know who have breastfed, say it's a wonderful bonding opportunity, and I want to have a really strong bond with my twins, make sure they always know how much I love them and that they can talk to me about absolutely anything.
"Breastfeed, I want to at least try." I say.
"Okay. Are you comfortable with your fiancé being here?" She asks, drawing the curtain around the rail, closing off my cubical, so that no one else can see in.
"Yes, one hundred percent." I say, smiling at John. I need him for support.
"Alright, well if you just want to slip your gown down to the bottom of your chest and take off your bra- if you're wearing one- I can show you how to get your little ones to latch on." The nurse says. This is going to embarrassing, but it's for the sake of my twins and what's best for them, so I reluctantly pull the string at the back of my gown, pull it down to the bottom of my chest and unclip my bra, slip it off and set it aside.
The nurse hands Chris to me and says
"Alright, bring your knees up a bit, so he can feel with his feet." I have no idea why this is necessary, but I do it anyway. "Are you comfortable?" The nurse then questions. I nod. "Okay, bring him to your breast, bob his head and make sure his bottom lip and tongue touch your nipple first." The nurse says. I don't think I'm going to like breastfeeding at all, but that won't stop me from doing it. I do as the nurse says, and straight away feel Chris latch on. It's a weird feeling, feels a bit like a tugging sensation... I don't really like it. But as I have said countless times, I'm doing what's best for my kids, regardless of anything.
"You're both naturals!" The nurse says, smiling warmly at me. I smile back, weakly and wonder will Piper be as good at latching on, as her brother. I hope so.
*2 hours later*
Turns out Piper was just as good at latching on as her brother. I'm really happy with the fact they latch on easily, I can't imagine how hard it must be for mothers with babies who don't latch on easily.
Ali and Eric are coming to see the twins, very soon, and I'm looking forward to seeing them. I hope Ali's daughter and Chris and Piper grow up to be good friends. I'm sure they will.
"You seem in a better mood." John observes. I feel like I'm in a better mood, which is great.
"Yeah, I feel like I am. I'm really happy with how the breastfeeding went, I'm delighted to finally have my babies, I'm so glad you're here and I'm looking forward to seeing Ali and Eric." I say.
"Good, I'm really glad to see you feeling better." John says.
"I'm glad to be feeling better." I tell him. "It's just a pity we can't go away for those two weeks now." I then add.
"Why can't we?" He asks. Isn't it obvious?
"Uh because of the twins..." I say.
"How would they stop us? We can bring them with us. Their bassinet is easy to transport, as are there clothes and diapers and stuff and we don't nessacerialy need a changing station." He answers. Hum... I suppose he's right.
"Yeah... I guess so, and it will be a good bonding opportunity for us and the twins, I think." I say.
"Exactly. At least now we don't have to worry about you going to labour at any moment." John replies. That's a good point.
As I go to reply, I catch sight of Ali and Eric walking in the door.
"Hi!" Ali happily says, embracing John and I, when she and Eric have reached the 'cubical'.
"Hey, how are you?" John asks, as he pulls back from embracing Ali. She smiles widely and places her hand on her well rounded stomach.
"I'm great, feeling a little achy today, but I don't mind, knowing I'm going to have my baby at the end of it all is worth it." She says, lowering herself into a chair beside my bed.
"How far along are you now?"I ask.
"8 months." She replies.
"I can't imagine how excited you are. You must be excited too, Eric." I say. He smiles broadly and looks at Ali and says
"Oh I am, to meet my daughter and spend my life with this amazing woman." He leans down and kisses Ali, quickly, on the lips.
"You both seem really, really happy." John observes.
"We are, we really, really are. But enough about us, how are you guys?" Eric asks. Before John or I can answer, Ali has let out a shrill cry of pain and clutched at her bump.
"Ali! What's wrong?" Eric asks in a panicked tone, kneeling beside her.
"Oh I'd recognize that feeling anywhere in the world." She quietly says, straightening up a bit. "Eric, it's time, I'm in labour."
Really hope you enjoyed it. Again, I'm sorry for the very long wait, but I'm very, very busy. I will try to keep updating regularly.
I just want to say I got the information about breastfeeding, from the internet.
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