Mid January 2014
I've been having contractions since last night. This morning Hendrik took me to the hospital. His legs now are normal and can be relied on again so I don't panic too much. Besides that, I who have given birth twice is not as scared as when I gave birth to Keynara.
Hendrik was the one who panicked; he himself carried me to the delivery room. He didn't even leave the room for a second. He continued to hold this hand and sat beside the bed where I was lying.
He also translates to me when the doctor asks something.
The time I went through felt so long. Inhale, strain, inhale, strain. Really sick and tiring.
Until heard the cry of a tiny baby. Hendrik immediately kissed my forehead gently, not caring about the sweat that appeared.
"Our baby is a boy, healthy one. Handsome like me," he whispered.
I smiled hearing that. Already complete. One is girl, the other a boy. This is a great happiness.