Brittany
A few hours later.....
I wake up feeling dazed and weak.....I turn my tired head round and see Trevor anxiously looking at me and holding my hand. "Brittany!" He says, with a look of relief as he sees me. Before I can talk or ask questions he has taken me to his face and is kissing me like mad. When we pull apart I smile then it fades and is replaced with a look of worry. "The baby! I'm in hospital! Did I lose the baby?!" I ask concerned. "Brittany, honey, I know this may come as a surprise but you were having a threatened abortion and they had to risk getting the baby out but guess what! Your a mum, they delivered the baby safely through a c-section and you have a daughter!" He tells me as I start sobbing with happiness. He smiles and we pull into an awkward in and out of bed hug. "How is she, Harmony I mean?!" I ask with a crack of worry and suddenly I realise I have maternal instincts! I really am a mom, it finally sinks in! "She's good honey but she's 1 and a half months premature so she's in the NICU. She's tiny and gorgeous, just like you!" He tells me proudly. "Can....Can I see her?!" I ask nervously, "I'll check with the doc, be back in a min!" He says as he walks out the room. Harmony, I think to myself, my little harmony! A couple of minutes later Trevor returns with the doctor and a wheel chair. Trevor helps me into the chair and we go through several long hospital smelling corridors. Finally we arrive at a reception kinda area and the doctor tells the receptionist my details then Trevor has to put on a blue coat and we are led into a small single room. In the room there's a box and inside the box is a tiny baby. "Is she mine?!" I ask gently, "yes! She's ours!" Trevor answers kindly. Then Trevor parks my wheelchair by the box with loads of tubes attached to it and the doctor opens it and hands me my tiny beautiful daughter wrapped in a pink blanket. And a single tear slides down my face.
