Your character is holding something blue, describe it.
I held my head in my hands awaiting the news. My knee bounced up and down with anxiety, my breath was rushed and quick. I reminded myself where I was, quietly trying to calm myself down.
"Sir you can see your child now"
I shot up and jogged into the room, my wife lay in her bed. Her forehead glistening with sweat and tears, her chest rose and fell as she breathed.
She cradled a blue blanket to her chest, she held it close. It hit me full force I was a dad. I walked over to the bed, my wife hands me the blanket carefully.I have a son, a beautiful son. My mouth opens in awe of his tiny little hands and eyes. He had my eyes, my big blue eyes they stared at me. I held him close to me, it was like he was made of glass I was scared of breaking him. I backed up and sat in a near by chair, it hit me full force. I was a dad.
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