Chapter 467 Lori's Wonder:>88

• "My baby, where's Charlie...?" I started, and then Davey was swabbing down my forehead with something cool and damp.
• "They're just wiping him down, one second...oh my God, he's beautiful, our son is so beautiful..." he murmured, but then the midwife put a tiny little pink...person swaddled in warm blankets in my arms, and all I could do was stare, enthralled, at my beautiful little baby boy, at his tiny little fingers, his soft, downy golden hair, and beautiful, emerald-green eyes, just like his daddy's. Davey cuddled us both, his eyes glistening as he stared down at our son, his gentle, surgeon's fingers stroking our little boy's cheek and tiny, perfect little hands, and a giant surge of love and protectiveness bloomed inside me; I was a mommy now, this was my baby, and his daddy was here with us; we were a true family now, at last.
• They wheeled me away to finish the birthing procedure, Davey wanted to help, and the midwife, who'd thanked him for not poking around and getting in the way, consultant surgeon or not, was okay with it, but I knew what was coming next, and I really didn't want him to see that; hell, I didn't want to see it, but it had to be done, and I didn't want my husband seeing that, I mean, yuck, so I gave him his marching orders, with strict instructions not to let my baby out of his sight in case someone stole him, one heard stories about changelings, and swapped babies, and baby-stealing rings, was it legal to hire armed guards, go get some watchdogs, do they sell bear-traps in England, blah blah blah...