Bliss woke up with tears sliding down her cheeks. She didn’t know why at first. All she knew was that powerful waves of emotion were sweeping through her like summer squalls. She couldn’t stop them, she couldn’t slow them down. All she could do was let the tears flow while she tried to reassemble her world. Beige walls. A beeping monitor. She was in a hospital.
The baby.
The baby.Her hand flew to her belly. Under a soft cotton hospital gown, it still protruded just the way it had before, but was it a little less big? More soft? Where were the movements she’d gotten used to?
“Help!” she called out in a panic. “Hello! Help!”
After a few endless terrifying moments, a young woman in a white coat rushed into the room. Without asking, she put a stethoscope to Bliss’ belly. “What’s wrong? Doe
