"Goldenheart Histories"

A new purpose (part 5)

- Four months later -

- Ambrosius Narrates -

Our baby's due date was getting closer, during all these months I made sure that Bal received everything he needed, and even everything he wanted, since I learned the hard way to never say no to him.

Now in his eighth month of pregnancy Bal seems terribly adorable to me, I love seeing him enjoy his favorite foods, his belly had grown a lot which made him wear looser clothes, although sometimes his mood swings surprised me I knew it was normal for his condition, lately he spends his time making toys, each one he made was the cutest thing I had ever seen, I'm sure our little girl will love them.

During our last visit to the doctor he told us that everything was perfect, only to avoid risks the baby would have to be born by cesarean section, we were a little worried but we knew they would take good care of him, an approximate date was set within a month and with that we returned home; when we arrived he went straight to our room and I went to the baby's room, I know it's a bit early but I started looking for everything I'll need for the day she's born.

When I finished setting everything up I went to see what Bal was doing, when I entered the room I found him sitting on the floor taking out several items of clothing from a couple of boxes, when I got closer I could see that they were baby clothes, I didn't know he had them stored away... they were probably the clothes he had bought for his first baby.

- ... Bal, what are you doing? - I sat behind him and put my arms around him-

- ... I was just sorting through these clothes, I was going to show them to you so you could choose clothes for the baby.

- I really like everything I see... but there are clothes for a boy too.

- ... Yes - I heard how he started to cry - ... I didn't know what it would be... I was so excited to be a dad, that day I bought almost everything I saw... it's a shame... that my first baby could never wear them.

I broke down, I hugged him tighter and even cried beside him, recovering from a loss like that... he really is a really strong person, if I lost someone so dear to me I wouldn't have a clue where I would be now, I probably would have gone crazy; but now he has the chance to be happy, he needs to know that everything will be okay.

- Bal, look at me- I let go of him and we sat down so that we could look into each other's eyes, seeing him cry hurt me a lot- I'm really sorry that your first baby didn't make it... but I want you to know that he's in a better place, he's taking care of you and he's watching how far you've come... I'm even sure that he's taking care of our baby.

- Do... do you really believe that?

- Of course, I know that he's taking care of both of you... come on, don't cry anymore, your children want to see you happy... you'll always carry him in your heart, and very soon his little sister will come into the world... and I'm sure that he'll welcome her and take care of her forever.

He cried again but now he really looked happy, I know he will always miss his son, but now he has much more to go on, I really admire his strength, he has been through too much pain, so now he deserves all the happiness in the world.

When we both calmed down we started to sort the clothes, we put away all the boy clothes since we decided that we would donate them to an orphanage, among all the girl clothes we literally kept them all, we only left out an adorable teddy bear pajama, we thought it was too big for a newborn.