A Year in the Making (Sequel to: A Precious Accident)

A Year in the Making

(1 Day Old)

The sound of crying rang through my ears as my eyes shot open, I groaned as I turned to check the clock but I couldn’t help feeling excited; my baby needs my attention. I looked at the digital clock and saw the time 3:34am in red writing. I wonder how long this is going to be lasting until Coley finally understands a sleeping pattern and the fact that he shouldn’t be waking up at three o’clock in the morning; I don’t mind though, more time I get to spend with my baby. None of this felt real yet. I quickly slid from my bed before making my way to the source of the crying; yes, this is definitely real. I cringed in pain as I felt my lower half sting whilst I waddled over to Coley, it was such a weight taken off me without having a baby growing in my stomach. As I finally managed to waddle over to the incubator which Coley was in, a nurse also came into the room. I stood over the side of Coley’s bed as I stroked his small, crying face. He was perfect, with his peachy cheeks. ‘Isabella, would you like me to tend to him or would you like to try?’ the nurse questioned as she began scooting off looking for something. I really wanted to look after my son but my entire body felt like it was going to collapse.

‘Could you please do it this time, but afterwards can I hold him. I’ll give him a bottle if you like,’ I smiled as I continued to caress my baby’s face, he was stunning.

‘Yep, that is fine,’ the nurse smiled as she took Coley from his incubator and I waddled back over to my bed, I felt instantly relaxed again once I’d climbed back into the bed but I missed Coley already. The nurse was only on the opposite of the room as I watched from my bed, his crying made me want to hug him, I didn’t like the fact that he was unsettled.

                I’d been sat in my bed snuggling Coley for about five hours when my mum finally came to see me. ‘How are my beautiful daughter and grandson?’ my mum questioned as she walked into my room holding a birthday bag which had flowers poking out of the top of it. ‘Rosie and Leah popped round yesterday; they wanted to bring you some presents,’ mum gestured as she nudged to the bag.

‘That was nice of them, after I’ve gotten out of here I’ll invite everyone over for a nice get together,’ I told my mum as I budged up in my bed. As I budged up my mum came to my side as she began cooing over Coley. ‘Do you want to hold him for a bit?’ I questioned as I offered Coley to her.

‘C’mon Coley, come to mamma,’ my mum smiled as she babied Coley. As she held Coley with one hand, she passed me the bag of presents before sitting down in the chair next to my bed whilst soothing my sleeping child’s head. I looked into the bag; firstly I took out some blue flowers. I’m not sure what type of flowers they were but they were beautiful. There were a handful of cards in the bag so I set them down in my lap as I looked at the other things I’d been given; a box of maltesers, my favourite chocolates. There were also a few things for Coley, some dummies and a baby-grow. ‘Jackson came round yesterday; some of his friends got you and Coley a few gifts but I left them at home,’ my mum told me with a smile, I think she was more smiling at my baby than me.

‘Do you know if Jackson is coming over?’ I asked as I put the presents onto the table which was beside the bed and the chair. I then started to read through the cards, there were five of them.

‘He’s not left me alone since Coley was born, Jackson will be over here and never leave,’ my mum joked as she continued to coo over Coley.

‘Mum, let him get some sleep,’ I groaned as I swatted her hand from Coley’s cheeks the best I could from where I was sat. ‘Look I let him sleep like a nice person then you’re just like, baby let me play with your face,’ I whined.