“He is.” She agreed. He was terribly tiny, but Adrienne still felt strength in the small body in her arms. Every little movement was uncoordinated and clumsy but decisive. His small hands grasped at the air. Adrienne let herself sit back in the bed as a wave of exhaustion overcame her again. She had known Cash was terrified, just as much as she was. But, as the moments passed for her to reflect on what had just happened, Adrienne realized she must have given him a horrible scare with this delivery. He looked exhausted; the kind of exhausted that one felt after being terrified for so so long.

But now that they were parents, they had to make decisions. Plenty of them, but one was quite apparent, and something they could easily accomplish (or at least begin to) right now. “What shall we call him?”