Chapter 77 - Preemie

I popped the IV needle out of my hand hissing at the slight pain, but it was nothing compared to the sharp pain that I felt in my stomach when I placed my feet on the ground trying to stand.

I didn't care how sharp the pain was, I was going to find my babies.

I winced every step of the way holding onto anything that I could for support as I made my way through the doors to where they kept the babies.

I do not know how long I was out for and I had no idea what my babies looked or even felt like but all of that was going to change.

The pain was becoming even more unbearable the more I walked so I looked around for a wheel chair and borrowed and it was so much better, but it was much more harder to maneuver.

Nurses and doctors have been running around me attending to patients and none had seem to care what I was doing which was perfect because I didn't want anybody compromising this mission.

All I wanted was to hold my babies, even for a second but I had no idea where they were and how they were so I had to ask around.

I decided on the lady at the front desk since they usually know everything and she not so surprisingly did.

"Umm excuse" I said rolling up to her and accidentally bumping into her, "where is the new born ward? I am looking for two preemie babies, a boy and a girl."

She looked down at me over her glasses examining my condition before she spoke, "where is your doctor?"

"Uh, well. I don't know. I gave birth and work up alone and I haven't seen my babies since so could you please help me?"

She stared at me for a few more seconds and I gave her pleading eyes so she just sighed and told me where it was, "its on the third floor second floor to you right. The sign is there so you wont miss it. Also, the elevator is broken. The stair are down the hall turn right. Good luck and be careful."

"Thank You!" I said grateful not even caring about the steps that I would have to climb, I just wanted my babies.

I wheeled myself down the corridor and turned to the right helping myself out of the wheel chair and held onto the railing as I took the first step up.

I winced in pain as I was putting a strain on my stiches but I didn't care, I just went forward and higher and higher until I finally got to the third floor.

I had almost fully undone my stitches and I placed my hand under my gown to check and removed my hand to see it full of blood.

I sighed and whimpered in pain as I leaned next to the wall desperately trying to catch my breath as I held my stomach to stop the bleeding.

There it was, second door the right.

I had made it. 

I rejoice as I crawled to the doors peaking inside looking at all the babies that were sleeping until I spotted mine.

I know that I said earlier that I had no idea what they looked like but I was their mother. I would know my babies anywhere, plus they were labelled as "Unnamed Twins of Miss Atalia Carter."

They both were laying side by side with oxygen tubes in their noses and they were hooked up to machines.

My heart warmed and all the pain of my stomach vanished as I saw them both breathing and alive.

They were both so beautiful and precious. 

I turned my back to the doors and slid to the floor as I cried tears of joy sobbing and laughing.

I wanted to go in right away but there were nurses still inside and I didn't want them to take me back to my room so I just sat there on the floor waiting on the floor, but then the doors busted open and an older woman stepped almost stepping on me.

"Oh dear!" she exclaimed as he stepped back startled and I braced myself on the wall using it as guide to help me to stand.

"I'm sorry miss. I didn't mean to startled you." I apologized trying my best to bow but just hissed out in pain as I had irritated my wound.

"But what are you doing out here dear? Is your baby inside." she ask coming to my side and I shook my head yes, "then what are you doing outside? Come in!"

I felt relieved by her words and I let out a gracious and breathy, "thank you", as she held me up and brought me inside to where my babies were peacefully napping.

They were so tiny eve though they only had 6 more weeks until there due date and I started to feel guilty all over again for putting them through this.

I wanted so bad to reach out and touch them, but they were too precious and fragile and I was afraid that I would break them.

"G on" encouraged the nurse gesturing for me to touch them as she sensed my uncertainty and so I did.

I stood between the both of them and reached both of my hands out and gentle touched their stomach and my tears broke lose.

I sobbed as I brushed my daughters head that as already full of curly black hair then I brushed my son's hair that was not as curly but still was curly and I smiled though my tears.

They were perfect.

I stuck both of  my pointer fingers in their hands and they both held on tight and smiled as they mommy was here.

That's right babies, mommy was here and she is not going anywhere.

I let go of their cute little hands as I read the card that was attached to their Incubator and saw that Adriel was born 3 minutes and 13 seconds before Adrian March 1st 2014 at 7:07 pm.

The lady had been watching me the whole time with compassion in her eyes and I was grateful that it was her that found.

"What is todays date and time?" I asked as turned to her wiping my tears.

"Its the 3rd of March and its 12:01 am" she said looking at her watch.

March third huh.

They were already a day and some hours old.

I had been sleeping longer than I thought.

I had missed their first day alive and I will make sure that I will make it up to them for the rest of my life.

"When can I have them?" I asked as I stared down at them.

They looked fine to me and are breathing fine on their own and I wanted nothing more than to take them home with me but that was just a stupid idea that would risk their health.

"Well that is something your doctor will have to decided, but since they are in the NICU I would say about 3-4 weeks and they should be fine. Well that is if they are string enough and pass all the tests."

I chuckled at their statement that "if" they were strong for I know that they were.

"They are my babies and they are Carters. They can handle anything and they are warriors."

"Yes they are" she agreed coming to my side and stared down at them gushing.

"There she is!" I heard a voice whisper yell and they busted through the doors disturbing the babies which caused them to stir.

I looked around and saw a nurse glaring at me and I immediately knew that it was one of those awful people from before.

"Miss Carter you should be in bed and not mingling with the babies. They do not need you and you will not be of any use if you allow your health to deteriorate like this" said another coming in through the doors and they both walked up to me.

I hid behind Miss nice lady as came closer begging for her to not let me go with them but she had no choice but to step aside and let them take me.

I winced in pain as they dragged me out and the nurse lifted my gown to see that I was bleeding and they moved even faster to get me to my room.

They hooked me up back to the IV machines as they changed my gown and redid my stitches putting me down under amnesia as they did so.

I didn't fight this time for the pain from my stomach was really bad and they were right.

My babies were doing fine right now and would need me when they are strong enough so I too should rest up and get well for our departure.

I drifted into peaceful slumber as I fell into dream land but this time it want a night mare but a beautiful life.