Her breath, short and hurried, rose and fell rhythmically with every push as she focused all her energies on creating something new. The pain was unbearable making her dig her nails deep into his skin creating tiny red arcs .
He winced but ignored it as he held her, deeply engrossed in something new. He waited anxiously to watch his creation take shape after months of waiting.
Then she came covered in her blood, squinting up at the world to claim it as her own.
He looked up perspiring, his face a mix of elation and anxiety as he gingerly cradled their new hope.
Yes!
Anxiety, hope, elation and, mostly, wonder !
Thank you for bringing back memories and feelings from 30 and 40 years ago, so vividly
How sweet