The Next Step:Jiley's story

Perfect

I was being wheeled back from theatre whilst I thought about my beautiful 6 children all being checked over. I just waned to hold them so badly but them being 6 weeks premature they were still very small. The girls were bigger than the boys but that was all I really knew about how they were doing. James had seen them once each when they were born but I hadn't seen them at all yet, he just kept repeating there beautiful whenever I asked him about them. Once I was back in my room I feeling a bit of pain on my stomach so I asked James to go and get a doctor, when he came back the doctor accompanied him "on a scale of 1-10 how much pain are you in?" He asked "urmmmm, like a 3 or 4," I replied "Okay," he said and hooked me up to more pain killer and then he told me the news I had been dying to hear "Do you want to see your babies? There all big enough to be out of incubators but they are still very small and fragile," He told us "OMG, yes I would love to see them," I replied probably a bit to loudly, but ahhh well I was about to meet my children for the first time ever.

After around 5 minutes a midwife came in holding 2 babies, then another one holding another 2 and then finally another one holding the final 2, wow that's a lot of babies I thought to my self, but I could help a smile spread across my lips. "There perfect," James said looking at them, his words matching how I felt "There all I ours," I whispered "Yup, you did good baby," James told me giving me one of the best things ever invented, a forehead kiss. We were interrupted from our little moment by one of the boys crying, then James was handed 3 of them and I was given the other 3. I looked down at there faces, all there features were so small and perfect. The midwives and doctors left us alone and both James and I were sat, well I was lay, smiling down at our perfect children. "We need to decide names," James told me. I looked down at the 3 I was holding and decided that the two girls in my right arm would be Annie and Lottie and the little boy in my left arm would be Joshua. "I think the boy I'm holding should be Joshua, or just Josh, the smaller girl I'm holding should be Lottie and the bigger on should be Annie," I told James, "Yeah I agree, Ii think the girl I'm holding should be Amelia and the bigger boy should be Dom and the littler on Isaac," James stated "Yeah, I like that," I agreed with him. Just then a doctor came in asking if we had decided on names because they needed wristbands putting on, so we told them who was who. James then sent photos of them all to mine and his family and told them all the detail about when they were born and how big they were, all I could do was stare at them and try and wrap my head around how such tiny people could mean so much to one person. "Hey, babe I've been thinking," James began "and what big thoughts have you been having?" I asked with sarcasm dripping off each syllable "how do we tell them all apart, I mean can you tell them apart at all?" He had a good point I wouldn't know which one was which, out of the 2 sets of triplets, "How about we paint each one of there toenails a different colour?" I suggested "Yeah, I like that idea, so how about Blue for Josh, green for Dom, Orange for Isaac, Red for Lottie, Purple for Annie and pink for Amelia?" He suggest, I just nod. Then a doctor walks in and tells us that we can go home tomorrow, I'm so excited.

"Hey James you go back home pick up the 6 car seats and bring the car down, also pick me up some none maternity clothes and 2 spare change of clothes for all of them, please," I ask James. "Yeah, sure I'll go once your parents and Emily are here, oh and also what are we doing about middle names?" He asks, oh yeah I forgot about middle names "How about Annie Grace, Amelia Daisy, Lottie Rebecca, Joshua Myles, Isaac William and Dominic Myles because there aren't 4 girls to have your sisters names as middle names," I suggest and James nods "Yeah, I like them names." He agrees. Then my parents and Emily come into our room, don't knock then, that's fine. "Awwwww congratulations, what are there names?," Emily asks us so we tell her and then they all ask for hugs so I give Emily Annie and Josh, my Mom Amelia and Isaac and my Dad Lottie and Dom, then James has to leave to go and get all the things from the house. Whilst James is gone we all just sit around talking about the birth and how there spending there Christmas day here but how they wouldn't want to spend it anywhere else and how perfect they are and how lucky I was that there was a slot left free and so on but all I can think about is my perfect little family of 8.