A mother leans on the doorframe of her daughter's room. She looked over to her daughter's crib.
The room was painted a pastel pink. There crib, if you could call it that it was more of a bed with small rails on the sides, was white with a blue floral blanket. She comes and sits on the baby blue mattress.
She looks around the room at the book shelf with the baby books for her daughter, the little lamp that was on the changing station with dippers and wipes lined up on it as well, and finally a grey-blue rocking chair.
"Did I ever tell you the story of when I brought you home? I don't think I have." She thought back to the day.
"It was a bright day. A few clouds dusting the sky but otherwise blue. It was about 6 am when I felt the first signs.
Now of course it took a few hours for the contractions to get close enough but once they did, your dad rushed me to the hospital. Well sweetie the hospital that day was pretty busy. We need a room but so did so many others. Finally after around 20 minutes we got a room.
It was all a blur. But I can remember the smell of disinfectants and antibiotics. The red and white tiled floor the sky was darkening with storm clouds outside in the distance.
On the walls were different posters. Just like random thing that are usually in hospitals adds for medicines and such.
We got to the delivery room. And nurses were running around preparing everything. I got up and had to lean on your dad. Oh you caused me pain. But it's okay I'm happy your here.
So I got on the bed and the doctor gave me a check up. He said I was close 7in dilated. The pain was strating to get unbearable. Your dad told me that there was a lot of fuss in the room because I had started to bleed a lot.
They finally decided a C-section was necessary. For both our health. I was out of it for the whole thing but I think I do remember your cry."
The mother looked down at her child and smiled.
But the father stood in the doorway frowning. she was getting worse. You see the story had gone differently.
The baby never had cried. The baby's heart wasn't beating. She was a still born. His wife was slowly going insane from that fact.
