Until' the very end

Part 6

Little Ashton is now 1 month old, he weighs about 6lbs,he is a little underweight, but is a very healthy baby.
Ashton Blake is living his best life, always happy for the most part. Ashton loves his mommy and daddy, loves naps, loves to smile, loves bath time. Ashton hates diaper changes, holding up his head, not being held, outfit changes but hates being naked, and the car seat.
Miranda just finished feeding him, and he was asleep in her arms. She took him to his crib and put him down for a nap. She turned on the sound machine, closed the black out curtains, got the baby monitor, and double checked to make sure she put on his Owlet Smart sock, she then turned off the lights, and walked out of the room and went downstairs.
Taylor was in the kitchen doing the dishes, and about to start lunch for him and his wife. "Little man sleeping?" Taylor asked. "Yes!" Miranda said. "What sounds good for lunch?" Taylor asked. "Oo babe, that BLT pasta salad." Miranda suggested. "That sounds amazing." Taylor agreed.
He cooked some pasta, and bacon. He cut the tomatoes and lettuce, and put it all together. "I love making this, it's one of the easiest things ever to make." Taylor said, surviving his wife a plate of food and a glass of water. "Thank you." Miranda said, with a kiss. "You're welcome." Taylor said. He sat next to her and they started to eat their delicious food, when both of their phones lit up with notifications. "Check your baby!" The Owlet Smart sock app notifications said. Miranda dropped her fork and ran upstairs, Taylor followed. She turned on the lights, and picked up Ashton from his crib.
She quickly noticed her one month old son stopped breathing, and his lips were turning blue. "Taylor! Call 911!" Miranda yelled. She laid him down on the floor and got down on her knees, she once again checked to see if Ashton was breathing, he still wasn't. She took two fingers, and gave him 30 compressions. She then opened his airway, and put her mouth over his mouth and nose, giving him 2 breaths. Taylor called 911, and bent down next to his wife and son. After a few minutes, Taylor then went downstairs and waited by the front door. Once the Ambulance arrived they rushed up to the bedroom. "I don't know what happened, I laid him down for a nap, and then I was getting notifications from Owlet smart sock saying to check my baby." Miranda said. "Okay, ma'am you're doing great." Said an EMT.  She took over the chest compressions, and then they put a pad on his chest and his back. "Clear!" The EMT said. Miranda stood up and hugged Taylor, placing her head on to his chest. She wiped the tears off her cheeks, and covered her mouth lightly with her hand. "It's going to be okay." Taylor said. "What the fuck did I do wrong?" Miranda asked. "You didn't do anything wrong." Taylor said. The EMT that wasn't working on Ashton checked the crib. "There's nothing in the crib, everything here looks good." The EMT said, as soon as she said that Ashton started crying. Miranda and Taylor rush to his side. "Baby, you scared mama and dada." Miranda said. "Let's get him to the ambulance." The EMT said. "Can you carry him?" She asked. "Yeah." Miranda said. She picked up her baby, and carried him to the ambulance.
"What hospital are you taking him to?" Taylor asked. "Kindred Hospital Chicago North." She said. "I'll meet you there, babe! I love you both." Taylor said, rushing to the car. "We love you too." Miranda said. She sat on the stretcher with her son in her arms.
Once they arrived at the hospital, they were rushed to a room, and moved from one bed to another. She sat on the bed with Ashton on her legs as the doctor checked him over. "My husband, he drove himself here, is there any way he can come back here?" Miranda asked, as she felt nervous being alone in the hospital with their son. "Yeah, of course! What's his name?" The doctor asked. "Taylor." Miranda said. "Taylor Kinney." She added. "Of course! I'll find him." She said. "Thank you." Miranda said. A few minutes later she found Taylor and brought him to the room. He kissed her forehead and kissed Ashtons cheek.
"I want to run some test, to find out why your baby stopped breathing, and to be sure it won't happen again." The doctor said. The doctor ran many testq, and everything came back normal for Ashton. "I have good and bad news." The Doctor said, as he was delivering the news about Ashton. "Let us hear it." Taylor said. "Good news is everything came back normal, bad news over the last 10 years I have never been able to not find out why a baby stopped breathing." The doctor said. "There's nothing wrong with him?" Miranda asked. "No, everything looks normal." The doctor said. "We can take him home?" Taylor asked. "Yes, follow up with your Pediatrician a few days for a check up, I'll get your discharge papers ready, and you can be on your way." The doctor said.
•A few days later•
They have been home from one of the scariest days of their life's for 2 days. Miranda has been staying in the nursery while Ashton naps, he's still sleeping in their room overnight. Scared to leave Ashton alone.
Today Ashton is a smiley boy. Grandma Pam was visiting her son, daughter-in-law, and her sweet grandson for the first time since he was born. . Ashton loves his grandma Pam, the whole time she holds him he lays in her arms and has the biggest smile. "It's the grandma touch." Miranda said. "He doesn't even smile when we hold him." Taylor joked. "Yes, he does! Shut up, Taylor." Miranda joked. "He loves his grandma Pam." Taylor said. "I love him." Pam said. "He loves you to, momma." Miranda said. "Who's the sweetest boy?" Pam asked, talking to her grandson. "You are, yes you are." Pam said. "What about me?" Taylor asked. "You're a sweet boy too." Pam said with a laugh. "Do all kids get replaced when grandchildren are born?" Taylor asked, joking. "Yes!" Pam said. "Yes, yes they do." Miranda said. They all sat around and enjoyed their time with Grandma Pam.