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Nicole
A year later
“Push!” Jakub orders with the same low-toned, determined authority he always uses when he wants my compliance. But in this instance, I have no chance of disobeying him. Not even to see him turn a light shade of red before he realizes I’m messing with him.
“You’re doing great, Mrs. Staszek. One more push,” the doctor, squatting in his catcher’s position between my legs, encourages me.
“You can do it,” Lena shouts from the far corner of the delivery room.
I grit my teeth and bear down, giving it everything I have until finally the doctor tells me to stop.
I fall back on the bed, taking a deep breath. My face is covered with sweat, my hair is stuck to my cheek, but Jakub dutifully wipes it away.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.
“It’s a boy!” the doctor announces and then the most beautiful sound in the world erupts as our son bursts into the world with a cry.
I laugh. I’m too tired to cry, but tears roll down my cheeks anyway. The nurse places our baby on my chest and Jakub leans over me, inspecting him to be sure he’s safe and sound.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. He’s your daddy,” I inform our little bundle of love. “He’s overbearing and overprotective, just get used to it,” I say but brush away Jakub’s probing hands. “Let the nurses check him over, Jakub.”
“He’s all right?” Jakub demands from the nurse who scoops up the baby to take him for a quick wipe down.
“They’re just cleaning him up, he’ll be right back,” I assure him, grabbing his hand and squeezing.
He instantly turns his concern on me. “You’re all right?” He glares at the doctor who is still in position between my legs doing who knows what. I can’t feel a thing thanks to the epidural Jakub demanded I have the second we arrived at the hospital. Having such an overprotective husband comes in handy at times. Like when you’re doubled over from a contraction and the anesthesiologist is taking his sweet time getting to your room. I think the hospital staff was put on high alert after Jakub ‘took care’ of getting the doctor to my room.
“I’m fine. I’m fine,” I assure him, rolling my head to one side. I could sleep for a day, but I’m too excited and too full of love to do anything but stare into my husband’s loving eyes.
“He’s so cute. He looks just like Jakub,” Lena announces while taking pictures between the nurses doing their work.
“Lena, leave them alone.” Kasia shoos Lena away. “We’ll get to see him in a second.”
Micah and Dominik remain quiet, sitting in the corner of the delivery suite. Joseph slowly makes his way to my bedside, giving me a soft smile. He tucks his oxygen tube in place while we wait for the nurse to bring our baby back to us.
She finally does, and I’m holding him. Everything that’s important in the world, everything that will ever matter, is in this room right now with me. My baby, my husband, and my family.
“He got a name yet?” Joseph asks, pushing the little blue blanket away from his face to get a better look at the baby.
I glance at Jakub, then smile at Joseph.
“His name is Joseph Stanley Staszek,” I tell him.
Joseph raises his eyes to mine and tears instantly fill his blue eyes. He sniffs then clears his throat before the emotion can run away with him.
“Good name.” He slaps Jakub’s back. “Good name.” He shuffles back to his seat in the corner of the room.
I still don’t know how I got talked into letting the entire family into the birthing room, but here we are. All of us. One family.
Jakub kisses me. “I love you so fucking much, Nicole.”
“You’re going to have to watch your mouth around our son,” I tease as I place a kiss to Joseph’s little bald head. “I love you, too, Jakub. So fucking much,” I add with a laugh.
I hug my son to my chest while my husband crowds me and kisses my forehead again. This little boy has fully entranced me.
Just like his daddy.
I was destined for this moment with Jakub.
From the very moment I was captivated by him.
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