Song Of Happiness

Chapter 1 | Caroline

"Caroline."

"Caroline?" The doctor repeated.

Holly looked down at her new born baby's small pudgy face. She stroked her dirty blonde hair and smiled. This was all she wanted; a family and it was all I wanted for her.
"Caroline is perfect." I noted, peering over my wife's shoulder. I admit I am scared. Being a father is a huge responsibility but I wouldn't give my baby girl up for the world. She was all mine. I kneeled down beside Holly and kissed her forehead. "Are you happy?"

"I am." Her smile was bright and proud. I rose to my feet but was quickly pulled back. She grabbed my arm and pulled me close to her. "Thank you." She whispered into my ear.

"Don't... today is a happy day." I brushed her long black hair behind her ear and gave her a soft peck on the cheek. "I love you."

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Finally we were allowed to bring Caroline home. I couldn't wait to get out of there. The bed was uncomfortable and the nurse wasn't polite. Dan tried to make the experience the best for me but I just couldn't get over how rude she was. He asked me if I wanted him to tell her about my condition but I can't stand people feeling sorry for me. It's better when people are real with me.

"What are we going to tell Karen?"

"Well she has been asking for a baby sister for Christmas."

"It's March, Dan."

He chuckled at my remark. "Then we'll tell her that Caroline is a late present. But didn't she already know you were pregnant?"

"She's three, her only focus is who Ken the prince will take to be his princess. She just thinks I have been stress eating."

He looked at me with his dreamy hazel eyes and seamlessly hushed me with a gentle smile. "Take a deep breath, we'll figure everything out."

"What are you going to tell her when she gets older?"

"It will be all right. Don't stress about it."

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It was different this time. Karen was adopted a year ago. It's not that I care for her any less. It's just that Caroline is my flesh and blood; my little girl. I know this sort of makes me look like a terrible father and I hate myself for it. I'm only scared because it is the first time that I am taking care of a baby. This time I am starting from scratch. I just don't know how I am going to do this alone. Holly wanted a perfect family of four. She wanted to give birth to at least one baby if there was no time for two; and unfortunately for us, there wasn't. I am glad to have made her dream come true though. She constantly worried about everything. I try to relax her and get her everything she wants. I want her to spend her last days in paradise.