Hope
Lily stayed by my side while Dr. Traeliorn set up a sheet to keep me from being able to see what he’s doing.
“Okay, here we go, Hope,” he says. “Qadira, I need you to refrain from healing Hope until I tell you.”
“Yes, doctor,” she says.
While I don’t feel pain, I feel the tugging as Dr. Traeliorn makes his incision. I can feel Qadira struggling to hold her healing back, wanting to heal me right away.
“Okay, we have baby one. Here you go, Momma,” Dr. Traeliorn says, holding my son so I can see him.
He’s obviously the bigger of the two.
“Can I hold him?” I ask, desperate to feel his warm body and beating heart against mine.
“We need to clean him up quickly and take his vitals, but yes.”
“Is he …?” I can’t bring myself to ask if he’s deformed.
“He looks perfectly normal,” Dr. T
