The Forbidden

Part 27

"Hey, come on, wake up..."

I could hear a voice talking to me but my whole body felt so heavy. I could not even lift an arm.

"Wake up." I could feel someone slapping my cheeks lightly.

I felt dizzy and sleepy. I struggled to open my eyes and see who was talking to me. I could see bright light above me shining in my eyes. Is this heaven? I asked myself as I struggled to stay awake.

"You have a beautiful baby boy" the voice persisted.

I managed to open my eyes and finally saw who was talking to me. It was my doctor.

"Congratulations Yusra, you have a beautiful baby boy!"

I tried to respond by saying something but no words came to my mouth. I was still in a haze, unable to control my body. I just smiled.

I was wheeled back to my ward. I could see my hubby right beside me on the stretcher. I passed out again immediately I was put into the bed.

I woke up sometime later to voices talking around me. I tried to open my eyes again and luckily, I did not struggle much. My mother, my hubby, my father in law and my sister in law were there. The baby had been taken into the nursery.

"Congratulations my dear!" my father in law said to me happily.

"Thank you"

"How are you feeling?"

"Like a truck has just run through me a hundred time" that was the best explanation that could come up in my mind. The pain in my lower abdomen was just unbearable. I could not turn without wincing. But boy was I glad I came back from the dead!

The baby was soon brought so I could breastfeed him. I took him in my arms and looked at him. He was so tiny and seemed so fragile that I was afraid I would hurt him. He looked back at me with his innocent eyes and I vowed right there and then, to protect him from all the harm in the world. He gave me the strength to endure all the pain I was feeling then.

I was shown how to do breastfeed him and the little fella was soon sucking away!

We stayed at the hospital for three days. My mother insisted on sleeping there at the hospital with me, so hubby would go home at night. Even though she was not of much help as she kept sleeping through the baby's cries and wailing at night, I was glad she was there with me. I had no complication and my wound was healing fast so we were discharged on the third day.

"So are you going home or back to your house?" my mother asked.

We had earlier discussed that being me being a first time mum, I would stay with my parents for the first forty days so they can help us take care of the baby. But after my fiasco with my father, that was not a wise choice.

"My baby and I are going to my house. I need all the energy I have to take care of my son." I said excitedly.

"Are you guys ready?" Kevin walked into the ward and kissed my cheek.

"We are more than ready, aren't we baby?"

"Then let's go home!"

 The end