Alex's Pov
John and Ashley got married last week it was a very private ceremony in a church in Medford Massachusetts. I remember much of what happened at the wedding but the next day I don't remember much of anything. I remember playing outside with the twins and then I fell. I was unconcious most of the time but I'll start from what I remember. I remember waking up in a hospital bed Randy was asleep next to me. I remember thinking he needed to shave he stirred and looked up at me.
"What happened?" I asked in a horse voice
"You don't remember?" he asked
"No" I replied
"Honey there was an accident" he said "you fell down and went into premature labor I ended up delivering the baby"
I didn't need to hear the rest.
"Where's Brooklyn, where's my baby" I asked hysterically
"She's alive" he said
"She, but the doctors said the baby was a boy?" I asked still hyseterical
"The baby is a girl" he said
"Where is she?" I asked
"They have her in ICU she is really small they don't know if she is going to live" he told me
"No she has to be ok this is not acceptable, we have money I want the best doctors here now" I demamded
"They are doing the best they can" I said
"No I can't loose my baby" I cried collapsing into his arms.
"Shh it's ok we can't give up hope" he said stroking my hair.
"I'm sorry" I said
"You have nothing to be sorry about it was an accident" he said
"I want to see her" I said
"I don't think that's a good idea right now you are still very weak" he said
"I want to see my baby now" I yelled
"Ok I'll be back just stay here" he said
He came back a few minutes later with a wheelchair. He wheeled me down to the ICU we both put on those gown thing and that's where I found myself standing in front of an incubator looking down at my sick little baby girl. She was hooked up to all these machines to say the sight made me sick would be an understatement. She had something covering her eyes. Her skin was translucent.
"She looks so..." I didn't know how to finish the sentence.
'She'll be ok she's a fighter like her mom" Randy said wrapping an arm around my waist.
I stuck my hand into the incubator and just ran my fingers up and down her back I figured maybe if she knew we were here she would fight harder.
"Were here baby you have to fight" I told her
"Your mom is right Brooklyn we're right here" Randy said
"I don't think Brooklyn Mitchell fits her how about you?" I asked
"Brooklyn Michelle works" he said
"Yeah it does" I agreed
Although this was defiantely not the way I wanted to welcome my daughter into the world I had hope that she would grow up and be strong. My little 3 pound 5 ounce Brooklyn Michelle.
