Teach me how to dougie

Hello there tiny

Darcys pov

It feels like I have been stuck in this bed for a life time, "you need the rest." They tell me, "I feel fine" I argue, over and over, pleading to see my baby boy, I've seen pictures but it'a not the same, I haven't held him in my arms, or watched as his chest rose and fell peacefully, as he slept. I haven't touched his tiny fingers or said hello, or tell him how much I love him.

"Hey baby, how you feeling today?" I saw doilies fake smile peer around the door. He headed straight towards our little girl picking her delicately out of her crib.

"Better, i just want to go see him."

A snug grin appeared of his face. "What is the smug grin for dougie poynter?"

"Well, guess who spoke to the doctors and they said its okay for you to go see him today."

"What! Dougie, can we go now please."

"Okay well I will ask to put little missy in the nursery for a bit and we can both go okay?"

"Okay." Finally, I am allowed to meet him. I couldn't help but smile, I was finally going to meet my baby boy.

Minutes that felt line hours passed as dougie organised for our baby girl to be in the nursury while we go see our son, and I sat there picturing him in my head. what if I'm not good enough?

Soon enough I was outside the scubu entrance, dougie pushed the wheelchair through the door and to the ventilator where he lay.

My eyes pricked with tears when I saw him, he looked so perfect. "can I hold him?" a nurse turned and smiled to me.

"Of course."

She picked him out of the ventilator and passed him to me.

"His breathing has improved, we think it was down to shock, and that his big sister grew bigger not giving him much chance, he should be off this in a couple of days."

I couldn't help but cry, not because I was sad, I cried happy tears. I looked down at the little bundle looking up at me, with his big blue eyes just like his dad.

"Hey there tiny. mummy loves you."