The Outcome

Time To Be a Father

Nichole was seven months now and Ashley and I had bought more than enough things for the baby, Nichole bought some things too without her mom knowing of course. One thing Nichole bought was a blanket that had "Nichole and KJ ❤" knitted into it, Nichole had gotten it made for the baby, she asked if I could make sure that he always had it, since she'd never get a chance to meet him, I told her yes that I could do that for her being that she's forced away from being a mother but if you really ask me, if she wanted to be a mother, nothing could stop her from being one. It was three o'clock in the morning and my phone started ringing, Ashley woke me up to answer it, she had been staying over a lot lately because my mom and her mom was cool with it. I looked at my phone and seen it said Nichole. I answered in my sleepy voice "Hello?" It wasn't Nichole, it was her mom and she screamed in my ear "KELANI, KELANI, NICHOLE'S IN LABOR! GET UP HERE TO THE HOSPITAL NOW!". My eyes opened wide as I looked at my phone and seen that it was March 14th, 2015 and I said "what do you mean she's in labor!? It's march! She's only seven months, how can she be in labor!?" Her mom was breathing really hard like She's been running and she finally got out the breath to say "I know boy I know! She's having him early, it's a premature birth!". " Alright, we're on our way!". Ashley heard the whole conversation cause the volume on my phone was up, as always. She got up and threw her hair in a ponytail and I put on my blue Nike shorts with a plain white t-shirt and my blue Nike slides. I ran to my mom's room and woke her and Darryl up "Mom! Mom! Get up, Nichole in Labor, we gotta go now!", She and Darryl jumped up and got dressed and my mom got Leia and Mya ready too. We all left the house at the same time, I was doing about 60MPR trying to get to that hospital, praying my baby boy was going to be okay, Ashley was holding my hand the whole way there. I pulled into the hospital and Ashley and I ran inside, leaving my mom, Darryl, and my sister's in the parking lot to come in behind us. We went straight to the front desk and I asked did they have a Nichole Barnes to come in and the lady said yes and to have a seat. We did so as everyone else came in. About five minutes later Nichole's Mom came up to the front and said "Hey yall, come on, they prepping her right now." We all followed, walking fastly. When we got upstairs the doctor said only two people could come in at a time and so Ashley and I went in together. When we went in Nichole was already pushing and Ashley and I stood still, amazed because we never seen anything like this before. After about four times of pushing and screaming one of the nurses asked was I the father and I nodded my head yes, so she asked would I like to cut the umbilical cord, I told her yes
and Kelani Alan Chester Jr. Was finally here and I couldn't do nothing but smile but that was just a two second smile because as soon as he was born the doctors rushed him out of the room, one thing I did notice was that he was breathing because even though he was so tiny he was screaming his lungs out. One of the nurses said "congratulations it's a baby boy, we're going to have to ask you to leave so we can tend to Miss.Barnes. Ashley and I said "Yes ma'am" in unison. We walked into the waiting area with everyone else in excitement and I told everyone I'd be right back and I ran downstairs to the gift shop to get a blue teddy bear and a sign to put on the door that says "It's a Boy". By the time I had got back the doctors let everyone into Nichole's room. Nichole was smiling when I got back in the room. I gave her the teddy bear and put the sign on the door. We all sat around the hospital room talking, well everyone except Nichole's Bitter mother. An hour later the doctor came into the room and greeted everyone and we all spoke back. "I have some good news and some bad news." Said the doctor, I stood up and said "I want the bad news first" He smiled and said "I Love to see a concerned parent, it shows that you care, but the bad news is that he will possibly have to stay here longer than a full term baby for observation. The good news is that he's a healthy baby, it's just that he only weighs three pounds so we're going to have to get his weight up to at least five pounds before he can go home, well that's if he'll eat.". I hugged my mom and thanked God and then told the doctor "Thank you so much, I'll be up here everyday until my son is released, of course I'll miss a couple days of work but my son comes first". The doctor smiled and told us congratulations once again and then I asked "when will we be able to see him?" The doctor said we could come to the nursery and see him now, we all followed, well everyone but Nichole of course, and her mother. When we got into the nursery I immediately knew which one was him because he had so many of my features, such as my eyes, nose, ears and my lips. I was first walk over to him and everyone huddled over my shoulders. I started crying as I was looking at him and touching his little hands through the incubator because he was so small and I was in disbelief that I was actually a father, but I also felt so much love and care, but it was more like a protective father love and care, not just any love and care. I felt my heart was whole again. I was generally, Happy.