Missy's Gentle Giant
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“Did you see the babies? Are they all right?”
“I haven’t seen them, but the doctor says they’re fine.”
“No deformities, no problems?”
“How are you feeling?” He hadn’t thought of the babies yet.
“A little tired. It wasn’t so bad, Ben. Just took a little more time.” She smiled. “You’re not angry or upset are you?”
“Why would I be?” He glanced up to see Dr. Garcia with a wheelchair.
“Come on Melissa, I’ll take you down to see your babies.” He smiled. “You know Ben was so worried about you he hasn’t even seen them yet.”
Missy smiled at Ben when he reached under her, picked her up and put her in the wheelchair. He possessively took the handles of the chair from Dr. Garcia and pushed her toward the nursery.
“I thought I’d be able to take care of them in my room.” She smiled at the doctor.
“Yes well, since they came early and are fairly small, the pediatrician thinks we need to keep them under sterile conditions for a while—just to be sure everything is fine.”
“You need to rest anyway, honey.” Ben added.
Dr. Garcia smiled at Ben. “You know, it’s good Missy is strong. We were lucky she managed to stay pregnant so long.”
Missy glanced up and wondered if Ben was angry because there were two sets of twins rather than one. His eyes didn’t show anger, but they didn’t show how he felt about fatherhood either.
“I—I suppose so.” Ben stopped at the nursery.
Dr. Garcia went a few more steps, pushed open a door and motioned for them to enter. “We’re keeping the babies in a special room so you can come in and visit them. You’ll have to put on gowns and masks—”
Ben took the offered gown and helped Missy pull her arms into it. She adjusted her mask while he put on a surgical gown which was much too small and made him look even larger. The mask kept a smile he might be wearing from her, but she could see a hint of embarrassment in his eyes. Slowly they entered the nursery where four Isolettes held their four tiny little children.
Ben groaned audibly and stared at them with unbelieving eyes. Such tiny little things. Missy’s miracles, Missy’s gifts to him. He sat in a chair facing her and watched as the nurse handed her their first born son. His eyes were glued to Missy with fascination as she placed the child on her lap and gently examined him by touching his face, his ears, then his hands and feet. Unconsciously he counted fingers and toes as she inspected the child’s tiny body.
Missy glanced at Ben and saw his fascination, his eyes wanting to touch the baby too. She lifted him and held him out to Ben. Their eyes met, and she saw tears swimming behind his eyes. His inspection was just as careful and precise. Not an inch of the baby was left untouched as his massive hands gently touched his beautiful son. By the time Ben had inspected the fourth born, a little girl, tears were freely rolling down his cheeks. Still, he hadn’t said a word.
The words he wanted to say kept catching in his throat. Holding one of the babies close to her breast, she watched his huge finger skim over the baby’s nose and her tiny lips. She couldn’t tell what he was thinking. At least he didn’t seem angry. When the nurse signaled it was time to leave, Ben rose with his tiny daughter and kissed her forehead through his mask. He went to the other Isolettes and kissed the other three children too.
All the way back to Missy’s room, Ben pushed her chair without saying a word. He lifted her onto the bed, went outside while the doctor checked her and came silently back inside. For several moments he just stared at her, and then he sat on the side of her bed, lowered his head to her breast and groaned. Her arms flew up to his shoulders.
“There are so many things I want to say, and I can’t.” He pulled her hand up to the bracelet with his and Connie’s name. “For Connie too.” His hand said before he unhooked the bracelet and dropped it in Missy’s hand. “This belongs stored away with your trouble gown, I think.” He kissed the space between her breasts and reached for her hand. “Thank you for our babies.” His fingers said. They are us, our love, all of us.”
“Yes Ben, us, our love and us.” She smiled with happiness. “With our babies the pain of our scars has been erased.”
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Title: MISSY’S GENTLE GIANT
Copyright 2009 Penny D. Miller
Published by the author.
Revised July 2012
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