Page 40 of Coming Home for Love

Eventually, I fell asleep, but when I woke up, I was in a lot of pain, and baby girl was on her way out.

Osiris was on one side of me, as his mother stood on the other side. I wasn’t even sure when she had gotten here.

“Okay, Wynter. Your baby is ready to meet you guys. Are you ready to push?”

I nodded as a contraction ripped through me. “Ahh.” I squeezed Osiris’s hand.

“You got this, baby.” Osiris leaned over and kissed my forehead, even though it was covered in sweat.

My chest heaved as I breathed in and out.

“On the count of three, I need you to push, Wynter,” Dr. Beckam said.

She counted down, and I pushed but had to stop for a minute.

I flinched a little when Osiris used a cold washcloth to wipe my forehead.

“Sorry, baby.”

“It’s okay.” I felt exhausted.

A minute or two passed before another contraction hit me.

“Push, Wynter, push,” Dr. Beckam encouraged, and when I did, I felt a lot of pressure. “I see her head.”

Osiris let my hand go and moved to the front of the bed.

“I feel like I need to push again.”

“Okay. One last push.”

“Ahh.” I pushed again and felt so much relief.

A second later, my baby girl’s cries filled the room. I looked at Osiris, and the tears falling down his face made me cry as well.

He looked up at me and mouthed, “Thank you.”

Everything else went by so fast, and before I knew it, they were placing my baby on my chest. I smiled when I looked down at my baby who looked just like her father.

“Congratulations, you two,” Mrs. Gray said as she smiled down at the baby.

“Thanks, Mom,” Osiris responded.

“I’m going to notify everyone and give you two some privacy for a little bit. Call me if you need anything, but I’ll be back in a few.”

She rubbed the top of the baby’s head, kissed my cheek, then left the room.

Everyone had left the room, so it was just the three of us.

“Can you believe we have another baby?” Osiris asked as he ran a finger over our baby’s curls.

She had a head full of hair, just like me and Little O did when we were born.

“I can’t.” I looked down at the baby. “Hey, Weslyn Gray.”

Osiris and I went back and forth on names for the last two months, and we settled on Weslyn. We wanted her name to start with a W like mine. If it were a boy, he would have had an O name like his father and brother.

“She’s so perfect.” Osiris leaned over and kissed my lips. “Just like her mother. Thank you, Wynter. I never imagined when I came home, I would becoming home for love.”

“Me either, and thank you for being the perfect father and partner.”

He smiled and kissed me again.

We sat in silence and stared at our baby as she slept peacefully in my arms.

I would have never guessed we’d be here, but I couldn’t be any happier. I had my dream job, a perfect almost husband, and the perfect children. Life could throw us curveballs, but I knew with Osiris by my side, we would get through anything.

The End!