Fighting Comfort
arielle22:
About an hour after the twins were born a nurse came in and told me they would live.I was so relieved.I hadn't even seen them yet but I loved them so much and if I had lost one of them I would have been devistated.Ryan got to the clinic around one.The babies had been born about five hours before and I was just starting to feel better.I talked to him and told him what I knew(which wasn't much).I put on some normal clothes and we both went to see our children for the first time.
We weren't allowed to go in the same room as them because of their fragile state so we looked through the glass in the waiting room.As soon as I saw them I started crying.Ryan hugged me tight and started crying too.Theyre laid our babies limp and helpless in their incubators attached to wires and tubes and all bandaged up.They were so small and just clinging on to life.Thay had only been alive for five hours and they were already fighting for their lives.
I couldn't control myself my whole pregnancy I dreaded having the twins but now I loved them more than anything and would give anything to let them live.
The doctors said we could come in their room and sit down but I didn't know if I could handle it.Eventually Ryan and I decided to pay them a visit.Of couse I cried again.They were even cuter and more pitiful up close and now I loved them even more.
Thats when I realized that the twins didn't have names yet.Me and Ryan thought and thought but couldn't think of anything.We hadn't even thought about names until now.Just then the doctor walked in and sai that the second born twin was healthy but he just need the oxgen tubes to help him learn to breathe on his own.He said he would be completely healthy in about three days.
I was so relieved it that he was going to be ok. It was the only good news I had heard all day.
Then it came to me-Noah
"Ryan I think we should name him Noah"I suggested
"It means comfort in Hebrew" I explained.
"I love it!"Ryan said knowing that comfort is what we had both felt when we had heard the news about Noah.
"Well, would you like to hold Noah"The doctor asked.
He didn't even need a response
Ryan said I could hold him first because he knew how badly I wanted to.(but I know he wanted to hold Noah just as badly as me)
I took tiny little Noah in my arms and nothing else in the world mattered right then.He was mine and he was going to live.
Ryan and I just went in to our own little world with Noah and just stared at him for what seemed like hours.
We were parents and there was no other feeling in the world like it.Tears of joy streamed down both of our faces as we watches our little Noah moves his tiny arm and make little giggling noises at us.
We finally had to let little Noah go back to sleep and just hoped his brother would be as lucky as him
Devomuffins:
The writing here is good, but I think you really should heed the advice other players have given you.
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