The magic behind the mask

A new name

The baby was born. I was crying whilst holding her. Her baby blue eyes where gorgeous. Her beautiful tanned hands on my face. She had stopped wailing 2 minutes ago. She was holding on to Maxes finger really tight. The nurse toke her away to check her weight and to make sure she was healthy, but all I knew was she was the most beautiful baby I had ever seen.

" What should we name her? " asked Max looking into my eyes desperate for my opinion.

" Emily " I said, another tear rolling down my face.

" ok " he said signing a paper with Emily's name on it.

" she's beautiful, Emily " I said looking into Maxes eyes.

" Cyrus, of course she is, she's your baby " he said smirking.

" and yours " I said giggling.

I had 2 hours of sleep when the brought Emily back in for me to breast feed her.
Man Emily is-is beautiful.