Willow pov
Her daughter was finally placed into her arms after twenty minutes of waiting. She counted. Knox was still able to cut the umbilical cord, though it was more symbolic as the doctors had already cut it. Willow was totally exhausted, after twenty hours of grueling labor the adrenaline was wearing off. She wanted to pass out, but Willow held on and looked at the precious miracle that kept her going for so many months. She fought her depression, anxiety, and her will to continue forward was this precious bundle in her arms. The pain was worth it, she was worth it and so much more.
Willow looked into her daughter's dark blue eyes, her cute little button nose, and saw her full head of black hair. Her heart just burst full of love in a way that she had never felt before. Motherhood
