His caramel skin was smooth to the touch, the thin locks of dark brown hair on his hair were soft and silky. His bright grey eyes glowed in the morning light that shone through the drawn curtains. Never before had I seen such small hands, such delicate feet or such tiny, precious nails. He looked a lot like Jayden, just even more perfect. There was nothing wrong with him, no flaw, no imperfections. The doctors said he was extremely healthy.
"He's beautiful..." my mom sniffled as she held my son in her arms. I was in the hospital bed, still unable to sit up properly since the muscles in my stomach had been sliced apart. If I wanted to sit up I had to pull myself up using a rope by the bed. "When are the boys coming back?"
"The nurses said they could both stay over during the nights so I
