Title: Missing piece
She gasps for breath, her body shaking as another contraction hits. The pain races up her body as her muscles tense. I watch as she holds her husbands, my brother’s hands, tightly. The nurse strokes her hand and tells her to breathe, my brothers eyes radiating love and concern. The nurse moves her on to the bed in the operating theater; her man reluctantly relinquishes his hold on her hand as the professionals take over. It’s in their hands now all he can do is hope and wait. His lips move in a silent prayer, maybe he believed maybe he didn’t but now was as good as a time as any to say it. If there was something more out there all he wanted was that little spark of life brought safely into the world.
Moments dragged on into minutes but they all seemed to pass in a blur of blood, sweat and tears. She floats on the bed of sweat, pain and tears the world around her is fuzzy and unclear, dim voices tell her to push and that she’s almost there. Her energy almost gone she clenches her teeth as she pushes one last time. SCREAMS in agony! Then suddenly the voices of surrounding floated in the air and dissipated. She has brought a life into the world. A life that has been within her a part of her for the last nine months, she had lovingly carried it though the discomfort and pain.
The most intense and beautiful serene of my life, lay dependent in my loving arms. The perfectly pink little wrinkly angel takes her first breaths of air and the first beam of light disturbing her eyes ends up with her first melodical cry all while she is still in my arms. A strong heart beat near to mine. The feeling was beyond explanation; don’t really know how to express with words.
Then the nurse gently took her to clean, weigh and wash the little angel. Later laid her on her mother’s chest. A newborn baby; all ten fingers and toes, beautiful pink, soft skin, perfect tiny lips and nose. Suddenly I zapped out, I realized that she wasn’t...