They had a son. It kept running through her head, that they were parents now. And they’d done their duty - they’d provided a son. Even though Cash wasn’t the first born, Adrienne’s chest swelled with pride at having gotten it right from the first go. And as if the nurse had been waiting for some sort of cue, she entered into the room holding the baby boy. Adrienne’s hands immediately went up to reach out to him. “Can I hold him?” She asked, blue eyes already brimming with tears. She blinked rapidly to clear her vision. “Please…”

Of course the nurse complied, and Adrienne clutched him to her chest. He was a wiggly little thing, despite being swaddled up tightly. Adrienne dipped her head back to kiss her son on the forehead. “He’s so beautiful.” She found herself saying, even though the tiny human in her arms was quite squishy looking and his head was oddly shaped (she knew from her midwifery training that was normal and not something to fret too much over).