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Entry 16
So today was finally the big day, I had my kids. It began like any other day, but my back was really killing me. I had felt weird for the last few days, but when I asked Dr. Martin about it he said that that was normal. Today however it felt a lot worse. I tried to just muddle through it, but as I was helping Prussia with breakfast the dull pain turned to a sharp one that ran straight down my spine. It was such a surprise that I ended up giving out a yelp.
The yelp was enough for Prussia to ask what was wrong. I told him about the pain and he began to freak a little; not that he would ever admit to doing something as unawesome as freaking. As it is, he then decided to take me to the hospital in case there was something wrong. On our way there my water broke.
When we got there, I was rushed into the emergency room and did not leave for about two hours. At 10:45 AM my son was born. Dr. Martin had several of the nurses take him off to run some tests on him before I even saw him. I asked the doctor if he was okay and if I could see him soon. In response he told me that I would be able to see him later and that I had to focus right now on having the girl.
At 11:30 AM I had my daughter. She was perfectly healthy and after they moved me to a new room they gave her to me all cleaned up and wrapped in a plush pink blanket. Prussia joined me in the room and we looked at her; memorizing every feature no matter how small it was. She was absolutely beautiful. Her hair was soft like mine, and a snow white which when paired with the blanket reminded me of a cloud in a sunrise. There was also a slight golden curl like mine, which hung to her side like a ray from the far off sun. She came to us asleep, but a few minutes after we began to look at her, she began to stir and opened her eyes to show bluish-purple eyes. Because she reminded me so much of the sky, I wanted to name her Regina; which means heavens. Prussia agreed with the name and we went with it.
I learned half an hour after Regina joined us that while I was having the kids Prussia had called pretty much everyone we knew. Due to this, it did not take long for America to come over to our room to see us; followed shortly by Papa and England. As they came, they all wanted to see her, and in several instances began to bicker over who's turn it was to hold her; which usually ended when she began to cry or try laughing at them.
"So what happened to Reggie's brother?" America asked after about an hour of us playing with her. Neither of us was really sure. The last time I saw him was several hours ago, and I was beginning to worry. We already knew that there was something wrong with him, but what if it was too serious? I love Regina, I really do, but I still don't want something wrong to happen to my boy.
As I was thinking about all of this, Prussia explained that the nurses were taking their sweet ass time with some tests and making us unawesomely wait to see him. The others seemed to understand this, and after a few more questions which we couldn't really answer they dropped the subject.
After about another half an hour, Germany and Italy came to see the babies. Around the same time, a nurse came in carrying a little blue blanket. I was so relieved when I saw that blanket; I instinctually reached out for him, and the nurse gladly gave him to me. Prussia and the others then came close to see him.
I smiled when I looked at the boy. He had light blond hair, not white like his sister's, but still a definite shade lighter than mine. It was also slightly choppy like Prussia where Regina's was slightly curled. When he was given to me, he was already awake and staring at me with deep red eyes. They were then ringed by red which made it look like he had been crying before he was given to us. His skin was pale, which only made his eyes look redder and him look even sicker. His sickliness was even more evident by how his breaths seemed to sound heavy.
He seemed so fragile, which made me even more nervous about him. After we all looked at him for a while, Italy asked, "Vee, what're you going to name him?"
I began to think about this when Prussia declared, "Fritz. Old man Fritz is most likely awesomely approving as we speak." I had no problem with this, after all this old man Fritz meant a lot to Prussia. Who knows, maybe Prussia's friend could help look out for our boy. And so we now had our two children; Fritz and Regina.
The other five stayed for most of the day to play with the two kids, along with several other countries visiting to see them and congratulate us. As they came to visit, the kids simply went between dozing and staring at the visitors. It was early in the evening when they fell asleep. When it got to this point, the majority of the visits had died down for the day, leaving only the four of us, England, America and Papa.
I was getting tired, and it did not take too long for me to fall asleep; each child by me.
With Maple syrup,
Matthew (Canada) Williams
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