Chapter 8

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We arrived at the hospital with only minutes to spare. Before I knew it they had me in surgery with Damian in scrubs. The babies couldn't to be born naturally because the added stress on my body was giving me some health problems that needed to be taken care of immediately. Then had me lying on my back with my arms tied down and a huge blue tarp in front of me so I couldn't see what was going on. Damian was pacing up and down but eventually calmed down and came to hold my hand.

"Alright here comes baby A" the doctor said.

I couldn't see what was going on but I heard the most beautiful sound in the world, my babies first cries.

"Alright Damian would you like to cut the cord?"

"Yes I would."  He walked away shaky but with a big smile on his face.

Damian left my side and went on the other side of the tarp I couldn't see much, but I saw the love in his eyes. I couldn't believe how happy he was with this. I had know him for years but never had I seen him so happy. Then, I heard the second one. I don't think that I had ever been this happy either. Then for some reason Damian wasn't smiling anymore, and there was no more crying. They pushed him out of the way and they took my innocent baby without even letting me see her. All I could think of was if something was wrong.

Damian came beside me with our first twin. She was beautiful, and I was crying, I kissed her head and looked at her beautiful face.  I keep thinking of the one they rushed off.  Did her face look as beautiful as this ones did.  Damian had explained to me that she was not breathing properly and had to be taken to the NICU, or the neonatal intensive care unit.

After that Damian had to take our healthy five pound two ounce daughter away. I was a mess. They finished stitching me up and the first thing I asked about was my baby and when I could see her.

"Well she has a slight blockage in her esophagus, and she has to remain here for a few days maybe longer. It seems that she is of smaller weight than her sister as well so she might have to stay longer if she don't gain her weight up to at least her sister's weight. She is really tiny so I do not want you to be shocked when you see her. She is hooked up to a lot of different machines and it could be kind of frightening for you to see her right now."

I couldn't believe what they were telling me. One of my babies were really sick. I wonder if it was my falut. I asked the doctor and she laughed at me. What a bitch I thought. I mean who laughs at someone who just gave birth and one of her babies are sick. She apologized afterwards and told me no that the other twin had just got more nutrients than her. She said I could see her in a couple hours after my anesthetic wore off, if I really wanted to but I needed to prepare myself.

I wanted to see my baby desperately and it killed me to know I wouldn't see her for a couple more hours, but I understood they still had to do test on both girls and I didn't want to rupture my stitches, plus I couldn't really walk yet either. The stiches already hurt really bad. 

I laid in my hospital bed and cried for the first hour.  Damian wrapped his arms around me and comforted me.  He whispered everything I wanted to hear and eventually got me to stop crying. 

Luckily it didn't take long for our oldest to get her test done and was back in our room within the second hour. She was perfect and I enjoyed every second of it. Then I realized that we hadn't picked out a name for her. We haven't picked out a name for either girl actually. The second I looked at her after thinking this a name came to mind. Emily rose. It was completely perfect and when I told Damian he said he loved it. So twin A now has a name. Emily Rose, my sweet healthy little girl.

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