New Life : A Second Chance

Tears streaked down the Dante Twins' eyes as they watched the doctor carefully lift their baby, cut the cord, and have the nurse take the baby away to be cleaned and weighed.

They turned towards Beatrice, who was breathing heavily.

Gently wiping her face, Yuri kissed her forehead while Zack was busy wiping his eyes.

The nurse brought the first twin over and Yuri took her gingerly. 

Zack's eyes looked like it was full of hearts while Beatrice smiled tiredly. Yuri brought their firstborn over to Beatrice and she kissed her small cheek. Zack was right behind Yuri, caressing Beatrice's head while having his arm around Yuri's waist.

"She's so beautiful," Zack said, sniffling again.

"Yes, yes she is," Yuri agreed as their daughter yawned.

The family were in their own world, and wasn't paying attention to the medical personnel who were checking up on Beatrice. 

"Okay, we still have Number 2 to welcome to the world," the doctor said, after checking the scans. Luckily, everything seemed fine, so the second birth could proceed as normal. 

Everyone was ready for any sort of complication, and they were truly relieved to find that nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

The nurse took the baby from Yuri's arms and they continued to give support to their wife as the second phase began. 

The second birth was much easier, as the first twin had already 'made a passage', so to speak - and, Beatrice now knew how to 'push'. The muscles used to push the baby out is the same ones you use when doing a #2.

To put it crudely, you are pooping your baby out. 

Which is why it is not uncommon to have certain accidents in the labour room, or why some women feel like they are actually pooping when they're not. It is also normal to be going to the loo often before birth, as the pressure has begun. 

This is why there are also incidences of babies being born when the mother goes to the bathroom to do 'her business', only to give birth.

Even though it was easier the second time round, it did not mean the screams were any less. 15 minutes later that their second daughter came crying out, her cries just as strong. 

Beatrice lay completely exhausted on the bed, while the doctor stitched her up.

Due to the pressure from the babies heads pushing through, Beatrice suffered a slight tear in the area between her v*gina and an*s. Known as the vaginal tear, it is quite common (about half of women experience it) and only requires a few stitches on the 2cm tear (about 1"). 

It would take about 7 - 10 days to heal, though the pain would take slightly longer to go away. 

The doctor was explaining this to Beatrice as he did the stitches, telling her, "You have to take it easy and be careful. If you experience any unnatural pain or unusual discharge, you must come and get it checked out."

The twins, each carrying a baby, got even more worried.

"Honey, I think two daughters is more than enough," Zack said, his head spinning. 

As much as he wanted more children, he just couldn't handle the things Beatrice had to go through just to gift them with these special lives. Zack felt the same way.

Never in their wildest dream did they think it was something as huge as this.

Beatrice gave them a tired smile, saying, "We'll see how it goes."

Though it had been a painful and scary experience, seeing her babies in her husbands' arms made all the effort worth it. All the uncomfortableness of the pregnancy, the pain of giving birth … none of that mattered.

She would be lying to say that the birth had been easy. During that time, she had the same thoughts as the twins.

Never again.

Now, however, after it was all over?

She knew, no matter what - if she could have more children, she would.

The pain was worth it.

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Grandpa Anton was smiling widely while also having his face wet with tears.

"These are tears of joy," he said, sniffling then bawling again, "Joy, I tell you. Joy."

Chen patted Anton's back, smiling softly as Anton continued to blubber and wiping his eyes. He just couldn't help it. Seeing the babies in their cot, his grandsons smiling beside their wife …

To be able to be alive long enough to see his beloved grandsons with a family of their own was beyond precious. 

Grandpa Anton was sitting beside the cot, just dripping his snot and tears all over it. 

"They have my nose," Grandpa Anton said in wonderment.

He poked their nose and then giggled.

"My nose," Grandpa Anton said softly.

Chen reached over and wiped Anton's face gently with a wet face towel. Anton would swipe at Chen once in a while because the towel obstructed his view of his great-granddaughters, but Chen ignored his actions completely.

Beatrice was resting now, after having fed her babies. Now, it was the twins that were hovering over her and Zack was still wiping his face once in a while.

"Thank you, Beatrice. Thank you so much," Zack sniffed, "Our daughters are so beautiful but I don't think I can handle seeing you do that again."

"What are you saying?" Beatrice said gently, wiping his face.

"No more kids," Zack said, "I'll go for a vasectomy. I …"

"What nonsense is this?" Beatrice said, slapping him on the chest, "How can you make such a decision without consulting me? And Yuri? Did you ask him?"

Zack pressed his lips tightly together, "He'll do it if I tell him to."

Beatrice looked at Yuri, "You would?"

"Only if you wanted me to," Yuri replied.

"See?" Beatrice said, poking Zack's forehead.

"Giving birth and pain is normal, you know," Beatrice said. 

She took Zack's face in her hands and looked at him lovingly, straight in the eyes, "I would do it all over again. With both of you by my side, why wouldn't I want more children? "

She looked at Grandpa Anton who was still cooing over her daughters in the cot, "They are worth all the pain in the world."

Zack sniffed, and nodded, "Okay."

"Good," Beatrice replied with a smile, "No more nonsense about having a vasectomy."

"Okay," Zack repeated.

"Have you decided, Grandpa?" Beatrice called out.

Grandpa Anton nodded, smiling, "They shall be Gabriella and Isabella Dante."

He looked back at the babies, "Gaby and Bella, children of God."