2 hours later... Ava's POV
I'm sweaty, I see blood everywhere, and I hear a baby crying. I start to cry tears of joy. I want to see this baby so bad!
"It's a boy!" I hear the Docter shout out joyfully.
He's probably was going to look exactly like Roy.
"Congratulations Ava! A baby boy! I bet Roy-Boy will be ecstatic!" said George. He talked me though the whole labor process. Telling me to relax, push, breathe, all that labor speech.
"Can I see my baby now?" I asked.
"Sure you can! YO! Doc! Ava wants her baby!"
"She'll see the boy, hang on." The Docter replied as he finishes cleaning him up.
I heard my son crying, he sounds so upset. I want to see my boy so bad. As I lie on the bed, tired, I hear George, along with my crying baby covered in a small, blue, blanket.
"Here he is" George said in a happy sing song voice as he laid the baby on my chest. I kissed him and told him he'll be alright his mommy is here and daddy will come in shortly. The boy stop crying and looked at me and put his mouth in a 'o'.
"That means he's hungry. Go ahead and feed him. We'll give you five minutes then we'll tell your husband that his son is born ok?"
"Alright, thank you." I said sleepily.
"Bah" he stated as he raised his hands. "It's my job. You did all the work! Now spend some mother/son time." With that said he left. Expecting me to breastfeed my unnamed son. And nobody seems to get that me and Roy are not married. I tense up a little at the fact that I have to leave after this. But I didn't want to leave. I fell in love. But I don't know whether Roy loves me back. I start to feel tears well up my eyes, as I directed my son to my milk in my breast. It stung at first, but I quickly feel at ease.