CLEARED OUT

After the doctor finished up fixing Brent's finger, there is really not a lot we can do other than wait for everyone who is currently sedated to wake up. Brent and I walk slowly down the long hallway to our bedroom. We go up the stairs and when we enter our room, we realise, we haven't been here for two days. The tiredness overwhelms me. Brent takes a quick shower and comes to bed. I just put on a night slip and get into bed. It doesn't take me a full minute to fall asleep. I am exhausted. I am not sure how long we slept, but when I woke up I was dying of hunger.

This baby must have thought it was the end of the world. I wake Brent up. He wakes up slowly and groggy.

"Is the baby coming?" Brent asked. I laughed a little.

"Not just yet." I tell him "but the baby is extremely hungry and it is a problem right now."

Brent sits up in the bed. He has a smile on his face but he still trying to open his eyes.