Chapter 23: Reflecting Moment!
Simon comes back to the room with a cup of coffee in his hand. He had just finished calling Renee's parents and Nathan after he called his family about the arrival of his new born's. Jeanette and the new babies are all sleeping soundly. Simon stops and stands at the door for a moment and takes this all in. The last two days have been such a blur.
Slowly he begins to walk over to bed where Jeanette is sleeping. He places his cup on the table beside the bed. Gently, Simon pulls the covers up from around her waist to her shoulders. 'She's earned a good rest,' thought Simon. He reaches up and begins to stroke Jeanette's hair tenderly. She softly sighs to his touch and smiles. It relaxes her more whenever he does this to her.
After a few moments, Simon pulls back and begins to rub his sore wrist on his left hand. He has to smirk about that, because without warning Jeanette suddenly squeezed his left hand and twisted it during one of her contractions yesterday.
With a deep breath, Simon turns around and walks up to the nursery bed and leans over it to view his children.
A wide smile crosses his face as one of the babies then starts to yawn. The young new born stretches out his little mouth as far as it could to let out the oxygen in his breath. He then he closes it and opens his big blue eyes to look up at his dad.
Simon brings his right hand over the little one's head. The baby reaches up and takes a hold of Simon's index finger. He then squeezes his little tiny fingers around Simon's bigger fatter finger as tightly as they could go. Again, Simon marveled over how beautiful life can be. He then pauses and smiles knowingly as he recognized a certain twinkle in the infant's eyes. "I bet you are going to be the trouble maker.won't you?" He says. The little one begins to give Simon a small smile as if he knew what his father meant.
Just then the other two infants started to open their eyes too. Simon, again, starts to feel the tears building up in his own eyes. 'They are all so beautiful.' He thought. This moment has taken up all of what exists around him. If there is a promise to be made the promise is to protect each of these babies and keep them away from harm. Simon breathed out a sigh of contentment. He felt that he could just stand here all day and watch his new born babies. But then he himself begins to let out a big yawn. Reluctantly Simon backs away from the babies and finds himself in the chair behind him. He stretches out his limbs then relaxes them. Then he closes his eyes. All the caffeine in the world could not keep Simon from falling asleep. Within a few minutes, Simon doses off and sleeps along with everyone else in the room.
Simon comes back to the room with a cup of coffee in his hand. He had just finished calling Renee's parents and Nathan after he called his family about the arrival of his new born's. Jeanette and the new babies are all sleeping soundly. Simon stops and stands at the door for a moment and takes this all in. The last two days have been such a blur.
Slowly he begins to walk over to bed where Jeanette is sleeping. He places his cup on the table beside the bed. Gently, Simon pulls the covers up from around her waist to her shoulders. 'She's earned a good rest,' thought Simon. He reaches up and begins to stroke Jeanette's hair tenderly. She softly sighs to his touch and smiles. It relaxes her more whenever he does this to her.
After a few moments, Simon pulls back and begins to rub his sore wrist on his left hand. He has to smirk about that, because without warning Jeanette suddenly squeezed his left hand and twisted it during one of her contractions yesterday.
With a deep breath, Simon turns around and walks up to the nursery bed and leans over it to view his children.
A wide smile crosses his face as one of the babies then starts to yawn. The young new born stretches out his little mouth as far as it could to let out the oxygen in his breath. He then he closes it and opens his big blue eyes to look up at his dad.
Simon brings his right hand over the little one's head. The baby reaches up and takes a hold of Simon's index finger. He then squeezes his little tiny fingers around Simon's bigger fatter finger as tightly as they could go. Again, Simon marveled over how beautiful life can be. He then pauses and smiles knowingly as he recognized a certain twinkle in the infant's eyes. "I bet you are going to be the trouble maker.won't you?" He says. The little one begins to give Simon a small smile as if he knew what his father meant.
Just then the other two infants started to open their eyes too. Simon, again, starts to feel the tears building up in his own eyes. 'They are all so beautiful.' He thought. This moment has taken up all of what exists around him. If there is a promise to be made the promise is to protect each of these babies and keep them away from harm. Simon breathed out a sigh of contentment. He felt that he could just stand here all day and watch his new born babies. But then he himself begins to let out a big yawn. Reluctantly Simon backs away from the babies and finds himself in the chair behind him. He stretches out his limbs then relaxes them. Then he closes his eyes. All the caffeine in the world could not keep Simon from falling asleep. Within a few minutes, Simon doses off and sleeps along with everyone else in the room.