Third Person Pov-Aislyn
The first thing Aislyn did when she woke up was jump up, filled with energy. She was still wearing the simple nightgown she had on for the night. She ran her fingers through her shoulder-length short dark brown hair, fresh and properly washed despite how weak she’s been the past month and a half. Jem was everything to her, taken to carrying her around and placing her in the bathtub, washing them both, and holding her tightly against him as he made sure she didn’t fall or faint, but was properly taken care of all the same. The midwife that Jem had left here to watch over them was asleep on the chair, curled up in the corner. She had been through a lot this week from what Aislyn could remember, having been through a lot of births since Aislyn was unable to really do
