Nothing could take away that moment of happiness for me. She lay
there in my arms. She was only moments old and she was mine. Well I
suppose I have to give him some credit. He did help make her. He is
standing over the top of us smiling like the Cheshire cat from Alice in
Wonderland. I gave him the child he has always wanted. Not a son, to
carry on the Carter family name but a beautiful baby girl for him to fuss
over and for her to become a daddy's girl. Maybe next time would be a son.
"I'll be back." He told me as he left the room to go downstairs and let everyone in the ER know. He was desperate to tell someone.
I looked back down to our daughter who lay in my arms with her beautiful brown eyes staring up at me. She has her fathers eyes. The eyes that I can never say no to. She is going to be exactly like him. I won't ever be able to say no to her either.
Lying here with her is magical. John's been gone for almost thirty minutes but I can't say that I noticed. She has fallen asleep, her little head resting on my left breast as her little hand rests on my right breast. Her lips are pursed together and her eyes screwed tight. I had been humming to her before she fell asleep, she seemed to like it as she drifted off to sleep. I could easily join her. It is true what they say about child birth. It really is tiring. I feel my eyes closing when I hear the door open and he's back. He creeps up to the side of the bed. "Hey, everyone says congratulations. Susan said she'll be up as soon as she can." He kisses my forehead as my eyes close again.
Hearing voices woke me again. I could hear the excited tones of his voice. "She is just so tiny. Look at her little fingers." I opened my eyes to see John and Susan standing over the bassinet looking at our daughter. I cleared my throat letting them know I was awake. "Your awake." John came back over to the bedside an kissed me again.
"I am, hey Susan. Did you manage to escape the hell hole of down stairs?" My voice sounds kinda raspy. I suppose it's from lack of sleep and all the screaming I did while I gave birth to her.
"Yeah, I did. Abby, she is absolutely gorgeous. She is so like you." Susan said with pride in her voice. Susan longed for a child of her own but it just never seemed to happen for her.
"She has her fathers eyes." I told her. John smiled at me. He had seen her eyes just after she was born and we had both agreed that they were definitely his.
"Well, I hope it won't hold her back." Susan laughed as she spoke. She loved making fun of John. "Aw Carter, you know I don't mean it." She pulled his cheek, making me laugh at him too. He had his big sad eyes and pouty lips on making it hard not to laugh at him.
"I'll be back." He told me as he left the room to go downstairs and let everyone in the ER know. He was desperate to tell someone.
I looked back down to our daughter who lay in my arms with her beautiful brown eyes staring up at me. She has her fathers eyes. The eyes that I can never say no to. She is going to be exactly like him. I won't ever be able to say no to her either.
Lying here with her is magical. John's been gone for almost thirty minutes but I can't say that I noticed. She has fallen asleep, her little head resting on my left breast as her little hand rests on my right breast. Her lips are pursed together and her eyes screwed tight. I had been humming to her before she fell asleep, she seemed to like it as she drifted off to sleep. I could easily join her. It is true what they say about child birth. It really is tiring. I feel my eyes closing when I hear the door open and he's back. He creeps up to the side of the bed. "Hey, everyone says congratulations. Susan said she'll be up as soon as she can." He kisses my forehead as my eyes close again.
Hearing voices woke me again. I could hear the excited tones of his voice. "She is just so tiny. Look at her little fingers." I opened my eyes to see John and Susan standing over the bassinet looking at our daughter. I cleared my throat letting them know I was awake. "Your awake." John came back over to the bedside an kissed me again.
"I am, hey Susan. Did you manage to escape the hell hole of down stairs?" My voice sounds kinda raspy. I suppose it's from lack of sleep and all the screaming I did while I gave birth to her.
"Yeah, I did. Abby, she is absolutely gorgeous. She is so like you." Susan said with pride in her voice. Susan longed for a child of her own but it just never seemed to happen for her.
"She has her fathers eyes." I told her. John smiled at me. He had seen her eyes just after she was born and we had both agreed that they were definitely his.
"Well, I hope it won't hold her back." Susan laughed as she spoke. She loved making fun of John. "Aw Carter, you know I don't mean it." She pulled his cheek, making me laugh at him too. He had his big sad eyes and pouty lips on making it hard not to laugh at him.