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I really wanted to get this chapter out by Mother's Day, because, well, I published the first chapter of this story (on my old account) on Mother's Day last year. So it's just satisfying. I don't know.
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Chapter Thirty
Theodosia felt done. She knew that she should be grateful that she had been blessed with a healthy pregnancy. The midwife said that she would be all right during the birth.
Just the baby refused to come.
It was three days overdue. Philip was beginning to become more worried with each one. The midwife began to come by every day. Just in case. Still, nothing happened.
It wasn't until another two days that Theodosia begin to feel the labor pains. Eliza warned her to wait a bit longer before calling the midwife, however. False alarms were hard. Theo agreed.
She didn't sleep at all the night before. Instead, Theodore should try to breathe normally and count the minutes in between each pain by using the clock. Even with all the stress and excitement weighing on her shoulders she try to remain calm.
Finally, when the timing became right, she began to wake up the snoring Philip.
"Philip! Philip! It's time!" She shook his arm. "The baby's about to be born! Wake up!"
"The baby?" he muttered, more awake.
"Yes, the baby, you gibface."
"Don't call me that."
"Get the midwife."
Philip hopped out of bed to retrieve the poor woman. He was back within a few minutes. While she prepared everything, Theodosia gave Philip her instructions on what to do. He was supposed to get Annie, Lucy, and Eliza, then stay at the Hamilton's until midmorning. When hopefully, the baby would be here. Or at close.
"I love you," she said at the end.
He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I love you, too."
The family had gathered in the library. James was writing a letter to Marie. At least, everyone assumed so. Annie and Alex were in the middle of a conversation about their wives. Everything felt normal over there. It calmed him just before the storm.
After a few hours, Philip returned home with his father and Burr. As soon as they entered the parlor, a scream ripped out of Theodosia's throat. Philip had to restrain himself from bursting inside.
"The one thing these past years have taught me was that I am not a patient man," he said dramatically.
"That's what having children will do to a man. And yet, you love everything about it." Alexander planned a firm hand in his shoulder.
"How comforting."
Another hour passed. Aaron began to tell the story of when Theo was born. He spoke highly of his late wife and her beauty. It made Philip admire the man a bit.
Finally, Eliza stepped out of the room, wobbling slightly on her cane. Alexander rushed up to help her.
"Congratulations, Philip. You have a son."
A son. All the bliss in the world passed through Philip. If he thought that he adored his sin before his birth, he loved him with even more passion. A beautiful son.
"Can-Can I see him?"
"Of course."
He ducked into the room. Theodosia had tears running down her cheeks as she looked at the bundle of blankets that held their son. Philip took a seat next to her. He was bigger than Meggie had been, but still perfect in every which way.
"He looks like you," Theo whispered.
Philip nodded. Taking in how sweet his son was. "What's his name?"
"I thought about the name David. I always thought that it would sound nice with his sister's name."
"Yes, David. He'll have Meggie to watch over him."
And so, everything in that moment was perfect.
Wow. I did that. I actually completed a fic. This is the longest (published) fic that I've ever written. Was the ending rushed? Yes, yes it was. I'm mostly just glad that I got it out on time. And I already want to rewrite it. *sigh*
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