Something New – Birth Pangs of A Father

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…