A blessing in disguise

Eight

It was November 25th, the baby was coming any day now and Maddie insisted on staying with me at all times. She was caring in such an overprotective way.

“Grace, why do you continue to push Zach away? He’s trying to do the right thing.”

“Oh the right thing? Trying to bribe me with money? Wishing that I had an abortion? Blaming me and only me for the pregnancy?”

“You need get over yourself, even though you’re angry at Zach right now you need to realize that he is the father of the baby and you’ll have to eventually talk to him like a civil adult. I’m not taking sides here, but both of you need an attitude change for the baby’s sake. I will always be here for you and that’s why I’m talking to you about this and..”

“Um Maddie”

“GRACE! Don’t interrupt me I was in the middle of..”

“MY WATER BROKE HOLY MOTHER OF GOATS WHAT AM I GOING TO DO!”

Maddie jumped up and screamed for my mom. Before I knew it I was on my way to the hospital.

*Zach’s POV”

My phone buzzed, it was a text from Maddie.

“The baby is on it’s way!”

“Be there soon” I replied.

I can’t believe the baby was coming I honestly don’t want to be bothered, but I promised Maddie that I would at least be there for the birth.

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I walked in the room and I saw a crowd of doctors. They were frantically running around.

“Why isn’t she breathing? Nurse open an operating room ASAP!”

What? What was the doctor talking about. Not breathing? No, I couldn’t of killed her. This is my fault. The air became stiff and my breathing heavy. I could feel my eyes become puffy as I tried to hide my true emotions. Why was I so upset? Grace means nothing to me right?

A single tear rolled down my cheek. I quickly wiped my face and found Maddie in the waiting room. She grabbed my hand and mouth “thank you”.

Hours later a nurse came out to share the news.

“The baby and the mother are alive, the baby is a boy!”

Maddie and Grace’s mother were jumping up and down.

“Can anyone here help us with naming the baby? Grace is on some relaxing drugs and the baby will be able to leave before she wakes up and we can’t let a baby leave without naming first.” The nurse explained.

Maddie pushed me up to the nurse.

“I need to see him” I said the only thing I could think of to buy me some more time.

“Ok, I understand”

She smiled and lead me down the hallway.

We turned the corner and I saw him for the first time. He was so small and so beautiful. He had freckles sprinkled around his little nose just like me. He was beautiful, He was precious, He was mine. My heart raced and my palms started to sweat. I didn’t get a chance to talk to Grace, I had no idea what she wanted to name the baby.

Just then the baby opened his eyes and looked at me. They were a stunning light grey and the captivated me.

“John. John Porter.” I blurted out.

“Pardon?” I heard the nurse reply from across the room.

“That’s his name John Porter.”

The nurse smiled and happily wrote on her paper.

“All things are set. Welcome to the world little John Porter. He’ll be ready to leave in a couple of hours.”

She gave me a pat on the back and left the room.

I walked over to John and stuck my hand in her newborn crib. John turned towards me and grabbed my pinkie with his small hand. I know that it sounds silly, but I made a pinkie promise to my little boy.

“John I pinkie promise that I will love you, cherish you, and be there for you whenever you need. I want to make things right with your mom. I want to make this thing we have here right, you, me, and Grace.”

I whispered that to him with tears flowing from my eyes. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. This is real. He’s my baby, my blood, my genes.