The Perks Of Having An Older Brother

happy birthday!

As Luke and I were hurrying through the doors, he grasped onto one of my pale, shivering hands and squeezed. I had time to turn round and smile back up at him, as if to say thank you, before we reached the main desk.

" Hello, our friend Charlie Cooper is in giving birth."

" Oh yes, she arrived a few minutes back, let me check my desktop to see what room she has been assigned to." The receptionist said while typing away on her computer.

Luke pulled me into his lanky arms for a hug and began rubbing my back for reassurance. This safe feeling only lasted a few minutes before we were interrupted by the woman manning the desk.

"She's on level 4 room, 157, in the left maternity wing."

We said our thanks to the kind lady as sprinted off to the closest elevator. In no time the screams of my best friend where in earshot and we entered the room. I went for Charlie's hand to offer my support whilst Luke and Michael Bro hugged. Michael apparently had been such a sweet heart, Charlie told me between her contractions, he had taken her phone and called all of her family members and managed to get Logan's attention too, he would get here in roughly half an hour, and as Char was only dilated 7 cm she still had an hour or 2 to go before chaos.

Sitting, rubbing circles on her hand, trying to comfort her in any way whilst she was in this much pain was somewhat heart breaking. Growing up Charlie had her life planned out, she like organisation and always believed she would be 22 and married before she was even considering children but unfortunately for her that didn't plan out. Me on the other hand, hand been so excited for this, I was becoming an aunt sort off and children had always been so appealing. Unlike Chars it didn't matter to me which way round my life has would go all i knew was that I needed to have a family of my own in the nearish future.

My thoughts were cut off by Logan scrambling into the room with both his and Charlie's parents trailing behind him. As Char was now 9 cm along family where only allowed in the room with her. Luke,Michael and I were placed on the row of uncomfortable,blue hospital chairs opposite the room, and could do nothing but listen to her screams and shouts, until a tiny little sequel was given off. We took it as our queue to go in but as soon as we did one of the nurses shoved us back out saying " She's not done yet, the other one still needs to be born."

Saying that we were shocked may have been an understatement but it all did make sense, giving birth at 8 months and the hugeness of her swollen abdomen. Luke was cuddled onto my right hip and Michael was grasping at my left hand, instead of all this feeling awkward it felt calming and I truly felt loved by both boys.

An hour later

Now, sitting on the edge of the bed with a little girl bundled up in my arms and the little boy in Luke's was such a special moment to us all. C & L had earlier asked us both to be the god parents of the twins which made me tear and and Luke also. We sat for a while and bonded with our new good children before it was time for us to leave. Michael had left a while back as her felt somewhat uncomfortable and really wasn't a big fan of kids.

Luke drove us back mine and I invited him in to rest for a while, As mum and Lils were away and Ben was staying late at work we had the house to ourselves. We watched a few chick flicks, much to Luke's dismay and ate all the crappy foods that we could fin in the house. But now both of us had come very tired and instead of making Luke leave I invited him for bed share. He slipped out of his skinny jeans and shirt and I took off everything but my underwear and chucked his shirt over to cover myself up a little bit.

Luke began playing with my hair which was soothing enough to put me to sleep.

"Goodnight Luke, I love you.........."

"Sleep tight Nix, I love you too ....."

---------------------------------------------------