A Second Chance

Birthday Buddies

Meanwhile in the waiting room.

"Guys! I just saw grandma in the hall, mom's pushing!" Sam runs over to his brothers.

"She's pushing?! Now?!" James stands up with wide eyes.

"James, she's okay, bud." George pats his back.

"What if he hurts her?  What if he won't come out?" Michael panics.

"Boys, I love how concerned you are for your mom.  It's really sweet.

But she'll be okay.  It'll hurt like hell, but your mom is tough and she can do this.

If she can do it at fifteen years old with twins, she can do it at thirty two with one."

"Yeah.. I'm just nervous for her.  The pain.. the fact that she doesn't have dad there with her..." James sighs.

"I know... I'm so sorry.  But she's strong, you guys... she can do this."

The boys nod, and Sam says, "I just know it's gonna be hard for her.. when.. when she sees that baby for the first time." His eyes water and he immediately stops talking.

James pats his back and Sam runs his hands through his hair.

"I don't want this to break her."

"It won't.  This baby is good for her."

He nods his head and takes a big gulp.

"Hey!" They hear a small voice.

"Caroline?!  Babe, what are you doing here?" James walks over and hugs his girlfriend.

I saw your text, and I wanted to be here!  How's your mom?  Has she had the baby?"

"She's pushing."

"She's pushing?!  Oh my gosh, this is so exciting!"

"I know!  Can you believe I'm gonna have a baby brother?" James chuckles.

"No, but it's so fun!  I'm happy for you guys!"

"Thanks sweetie.  I'm happy you're here.. thank you so for coming." James wraps his arm around her and kisses the top of her head.

"Oh no problem!  I wanted to be here with you guys.  I was hoping that was okay."

"Of course it's okay!" Albert walks over and shakes her hand.

"Hello Mr. Lange!" She smiles.

"Hey Caroline!" Sarah waves from her seat.

"Hi Sarah!" Caroline waves back.

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Jessica's POV. after birth.

His birth time is 4:22 am. and he is 8 pounds 14 ounces." The nurse says swaddling the baby in a warm blanket.

"Eight pounds 14 ounces?! Oh Jessie, you have a big boy, don't you?" Dorothy chuckles.

"I do! Aw, come here Grayson!" She reaches for him.