The hottest days of the year....We've been in labor for 48 hours.
There is a line to the delivery room. My wife is in the wheelchair,
she is in pain and ready.
We are finally in. There is a large TV and a stereo in the room.
A rainbow and butterflies are painted on the wall. Pressure, sweat, scream, pain, scream, pain.
Purple "rubber" baby is flying across the room like a rocket.
The doctor is hardly able to catch her it happened so fast.
His hands are covered with blood. He is blushing.
- Do you want to cut the cord?
- No, you do it...
- Do you want to hold her?...
I am holding little grayish body, every bit of which is shaking in my arms like jelly. Sweat and tears are mixing in my eyes.
She is calm and serious. We stare at each other for a while.
For a moment she looks like a baby octopus.
She starts winking at me with one eye. Ok…I need to lie down...
I am on the cool, soggy grass behind the building pressing meaningless numbers on my phone. I am out of breath;
I smoke my last cigarette.
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