Ashley's POV
I woke in my bedroom, rolling over to Adriana's side of the bed, I saw her facing away from me. Moving closer to her I wrapped my arms around her and to my surprise there was a rather large baby bump. She looked at me and smiled, "Good morning, Ashley." I kissed her cheek and sighed, "It must've been a dream.." Not noticing I spoke out loud I heard Adriana say, "What was a bad dream, babe?" I looked at her as she rested her hand on her baby belly and looked at me. "Oh, well.." I was about to explain my nightmare to her when our bedroom door opened wide and a little boy, about three years old came running into the room. He jumped on the bed, "Mommy! Daddy!" he hugged us both and kissed our cheeks. I was now slightly confused. What was happening? The little boy laid down between Adriana and I, putting his little head on Adriana's stomach he smiled and said, "I'm going to have a little sister, Mommy?" Adriana nodded her head and smiled. The little boy jumped and giggled and said, "I can feel her kicking!" Adriana giggled and then hugged the little boy, "I love you so much, Riley." She whispered to him.
Knock. Knock.
I jumped up and realized where I was, I was still in the hospital. Adriana was laying on the bed in front of me, sound asleep and on so many pain killers.
Knock. Knock.
"Oh.. Uh, come in." I said. The same doctor who had down the C-section on Adriana came into the room. I quickly sit up in my seat, "Is the baby okay? Oh please tell me he's okay.." I caught myself about to cry, I had to keep it together. "Mr. Purdy," the doctor began to say, "Everything is going to be okay, you just have to listen to what I have to say." I nodded my head for him to continue. "We have the baby on a heart monitor to make sure it stays at a steady pace, we have him hooked up to a breathing system. We are very worried about his lungs and if they are fully developed or not. He is in an incubator in the NICU, with a feeding tube." I stare at the doctor, unsure what to do or say. "I-I.. Can I see him?" I ask him. The doctor nodded his head and said, "Just follow me." I quickly followed him out of Adriana's room. My chest and stomach were full of anxiety and I could hardly breathe. The doctor led me to the NICU where there were about three or four other babies there, the second baby being my own, I stared at the little name tag on his incubator:
"Baby Boy Purdy-West"
April 11th 2014
10:17 p.m.
15 inches
3lbs. 4 oz.
I saw his little chest rising and falling and I was more than grateful for that. He was alive. Before the doctor left the room, he told me I could not hold him yet, but I could hold his hand. I slowly placed my hand inside he incubator and felt small tears begin to fall down my face. This was my baby, just 24 hours ago, I didn't know I was going to be a father and now look at me. I had no idea what Adriana and I were going to name the baby. But I did know we were both strong and we could get through this. Our baby was going to get through this. I look down and saw him sleeping quietly, I placed my finger in his tiny hand. I cried even harder when i felt the little baby grip my finger. In that moment, I knew it was going to be okay.
Okay, guys. It's me, Paige. I am very sorry it's taken me this long to update. I have been very busy lately and haven't had the chance to. I am also sorry if this is a short chapter and if there are any errors, i typed this on my laptop.
If any of you follow my imagine accounts (@Ashley_imagine) i will be deleting that account very soon, so enjoy it while it lasts.
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