Hazel
I can see Jeff standing behind the doctor, his arms crossed and pacing frantically between the first baby and the bed I am laid in.
A nurse appeared from somewhere in the warehouse and started getting the first baby cleaned up while I push.
“This one seems to be a little persistent. She doesn't appear to want to come out.” the doctor said.
“She's like her father” I say as a tear slides down my cheek. I lay my head back and take large gulps of air to prepare to push this girl out.
Jeff walks over to me and bends, placing his forehead against mine and rubbing the hair from my forehead. “Just like her father,” he says and smiles.
“not you, her real father” I tell him with all the venom i have left in me.
“Well now we know that isn't true, but I'll prove it to you once she's born
