The same day (Effie = 6 ½ months pregnant)
After I have delivered the placenta and Dcotor George is satisfied that I am fit and healthy, my darling beautiful baby is handed back to me. As I begin to hold her, my whole life seems complete. I feel Peeta's arms slowly slip around me while one of his fingers lightly grazes my little girl's cheek. Once Peeta touches her she opens her big and beautifully blue eyes. I feel a tear roll down my cheek as I stare down into her eyes, feeling as if I am staring into the deepest ocean. "Oh Peeta… she has… she has your beautiful eyes!" I whisper looking slowly up at Peeta. Peeta just smiles at me "She may have my eyes, but everything else comes from you, she is unbelievably perfect!" he says gazing down at my perfect little miracle.
"Do you have any idea for a name for this little munchkin?" Doctor George asks as he places his hand lightly on her forehead. I look up at Peeta for some guidance, because Peeta was always a wonder with names. After a few moments Peeta speaks "I don't have any name that fits her, it has to be able to match her perfection!" He says looking lovingly at me. Doctor George smiles at us and says "I'll give you guys some time to decide!" He then walks away and out the door, probably to tell Effie and Haymitch that the baby has been born. The three of us sit in silent for a while, both Peeta and I gazing down at our beautiful little miracle. After a few moments Peeta looks up at me. "What about Willow?" I look down at my little girl and smile. "Willow suits her absolutely perfectly!" I smile and continue to gaze at her "Hello little Willow!" At the sound of her name she then opens up her bight blue eyes and they focus on me, a sure sign that Willow is the perfect name for this little girl. "Okay Kat, I picked her first name, you get to have the honors of picking her middle name!" Peeta says smiling back at Willow and again placing his finger underneath Willow's small, fragile little hands.
As I continue to think, Peeta walks over to the chest of draws and picks up a little yellow, cuddly toy duck, a present for Willow from Haymitch. Just then it hits me. Prim. How much would she love to be here right now, she would love to be here to be with Willow. Everyone always said that Prim was made to be a mother, and that I was made to be more of a hunter, oh how the odds have changed. The sight of the little yellow duck reminds me of when Prim would leave the bottom part of her top sticking out of her skirt, like a ducks tail. Peeta walks back over and holds the little duck out to Willow. Willows eyes light up as she follows the duck with her eyes; it is absolutely amazing that even though she is barely an hour old she is already exploring the world for all its beauty. My voice cracks a little while I speak "How about Rose?" I say. Peeta looks at me with a mixture of sadness and understanding on his face, I think that he knows where the name has come from. He kisses me softly on the head, while I close my eyes, a few tears dribbling down my face, "I think that is it absolutely perfect, Willow Rose Mellark, it has a lovely ring to it!" Peeta says smiling down at baby Willow, who reminds me ever so much of my sister.
Just then I hear a small knock on the door and a small voice saying, "Katniss, darling, can we please come in?" Effie sounds extremely excited to see little Willow so of course Peeta and I do not reject her question. Peeta walks over to the door and Effie sprints inside with Haymitch following cautiously behind her. I hold Willow up so that Effie and Haymitch will be able to get a good look at her. "Oh my god Katniss, she is absolutely gorgeous, she… oh… she… she's a spitting image of you Katniss, except for the eyes, she has Peeta's eyes exactly to the tee! What is this perfect little bundles name may I ask?" Effie squeals as she gazes down at Willow. "Well…" Peeta starts to explain as he sits back beside me on the bed, "Effie, Haymitch, I would love to introduce you to baby Willow Rose Mellark!" Peeta says gazing back down at prefect little Willow nestled in my arms. "Oh Katniss, that name is… well its… absolute perfection, Willow suits her name very, very well!" Effie continues to squeal as she brushes the top of Willow's little pink forehead with her pinky finger. I turn my face away from little Willow and look up at Haymitch, who is staring at Willow, absolutely besotted with her. He looks in absolute awe of this incredible little person; it is extremely odd to see my former mentor speechless. I smile up at him, "Hey Haymitch, would you like to hold her?"
He looks up at me and unable to form any words he just nods in response. I very carefully hand Willow over to Haymitch and instruct him as to how to hold her properly, and how to be careful with her head. Haymitch just smiles down at Willow and (holding her in one arm) places his finger in the middle of both of her hands. Willow opens her beautiful eyes and gazes up at Haymitch, she then grabs his finger and I watch as Haymitch's face changes instantly from awe to love. We all stay still for a few minutes until Haymitch is finally able to muster up a few words. "You did good sweetheart, you did… you did really good!" he says as he hands Willow over to Peeta who falls into an absolute natural position with Willow, as though he has trained his whole life to become a father.
Just then Doctor George comes back into the room with a clipboard and a pen in his hands. "Have you decided on a name for this little darling?" he asks walking over to stand behind Peeta, he too gazing down at little Willow. Peeta looks at me for confirmation and I nod at him. "Yes we have, we have decided on the name Willow Rose Mellark!" Peeta says smiling at Doctor George. Doctor George says that the name Willow sounds absolutely lovely and writes that down on his paper.
"Ok you two had better get some sleep while I get some information about Willow, such as her weight and height and things like that." Doctor George says as he takes Willow from Peeta's arms. Peeta and I agree to take turns staying awake to make sure that Willow is alright and despite much argument, Peeta allows me to have the first sleep (his argument being that I did just go through labor!) I give Willow a huge kiss on the forehead and as Peeta lays me under the covers I feel a great sense of tiredness fall upon me. As soon as my head hits the pillow I fall into a deep sleep, filled with dreams about my little darling Willow.
HEY GUYS,
HOPE THAT YOU GUYS ENJOYED MEETING WILLOW, I CERTAINLY ENJOYED WRITING ABOUT HER!
CAN YOU GUYS PLEASE DO ME A FAVOR? CAN YOU GUYS PLEASE LET ME KNOW IN THE COMMENTS WHAT EVENTS YOU WANT TO HAPPEN IN THE STORY AND WHAT YOU GUYS THINK COULD BE A GOOD PATH FOR THE STORY TO FOLLOW!
LOVE ALWAYS GUYS,
GRACE XO