Melissa’s POVI didn’t know how I would be if it weren't for the entire support network that formed around us. Maybe I wouldn't have made it this far. Our parents stayed here, but even so, our friends were ready and present at every moment. They created another schedule, and even with their own children already born, they took turns being present every day. And Sandra and Douglas spent their days watching over my children.Enzo and Luna were also taking turns. Every day, one of them went to the hospital and stayed the entire afternoon outside the room, watching me with Leona through the glass, and they wouldn't let me skip any meals. When they thought I was tired, they asked to come in and spend some time with my baby, as if I didn't know they were making me rest a bit. During those moments, I would go to Fernando's room and stay with him, catching my breath and gathering strength to continue without losing faith and hope.However, this morning, my heart felt heavy. My babies were turn
Fernando’s POVI was exhausted and I looked at Melissa, wondering how she managed it. She showed no sign of reaching her limit. Every day she was on her feet around the incubators and spent the entire day there. I went to work and came by from time to time, but she was unwavering. If it were not for the dark circles under her eyes, no one could tell she seemed tired.After the sleepless night we had due to Leona's deterioration, I thought she would be ready to lie down and sleep for at least a few hours, but no, she seemed reinvigorated. Our daughter was still at risk, in a very delicate situation, but she had shown improvement and we clung to that. However, Leona was not our only concern; our other boy was still weak too, not as much as Leona, but he was also weak.But that morning brought good news. Leona's slight improvement and our little boy was also doing well, which gave us a breather. We were especially relieved when the fourth baby was placed in Melissa's arms. Our fourth litt
Melissa’s POVI was reluctant to leave the hospital, mainly because I still couldn't take my children home. None of them were ready yet, and it had been almost two weeks since they were born. But Alvaro didn't agree with me."Mel, you have to go home, at least to sleep better than in a hospital bed," Alvaro tried to convince me for the thousandth time, while I stood between the incubators talking to my children."I'm not going, Alvaro! Why would I go home to sleep? I won't sleep if I'm thinking about them still being here while I'm there. I can spend the day here with them, can't I?" He nodded. "Then that's settled. I'll sleep here too, because if I can stay here with them all day, I won't miss a single second of it.""Mel, this situation could drag on for months, dear!" Alvaro said the same things every day, and every day he heard the same answers."It doesn't matter! Besides, it's much safer for me to be here inside than coming and going and risking bringing in some virus, bacteria,
Melissa’s POVEverything had gone well up to that point. My six children were alive and that kept me focused; they needed to survive, one day at a time. But they were strong and determined, I felt it in my belly for thirty weeks and two days. Thirty weeks and two days, I already knew that those children would be the type who live in the principal's office at school, who do nothing as expected and that I would need those little GPS collars to find them around the house."Sweetheart, how did you wake up today?" Alvaro entered my room all smiles."Anxious, I want to touch my children, uncle! It's been four days since I was cut in half for those ungrateful little ones to be born and they still haven't wanted to know about me," I complained, and Alvaro laughed out loud."Mel, they need to get strong!" He argued and I wrinkled my nose."See that, Cat, they're now the center of attention." I complained and Catherine smiled."Get used to it, no one's going to visit you anymore, now the visits
Fernando’s POVTwo days after the girls' baby shower, Mel woke up in pain. I quickly called my uncle, it was still very early, but he was already at the hospital. Since Mel had been admitted, he'd been arriving at work earlier and sometimes even slept there."Honey, it's time!" my uncle said calmly, with a reassuring smile for her. "Our babies want to come into the world.""Already?" She looked at him alarmed. "Come on, babies, mommy said thirty-two weeks, not thirty weeks and two days!" She grumbled at her belly."Everything's going to be fine, little bee!" I whispered in her ear, but I was scared."It will, won't it?" She searched for certainty in my eyes and I tried to give her my best smile."It will!" I assured her, but inside I was praying that the word had the power of the promise it made."Of course everything will be fine, your doctor is the man, remember?" My uncle joked with her and managed to get a little laugh."That's true!" She smiled. "So, Alvaro Molina, let's get this
Melissa’s POVI was looking at Henry and thinking about the best way to tell him that he had been the target of yet another bet among his friends. Those men were always betting on something; anything was reason enough for them to start wagering on who would get it right. I still remembered the night they decided to bet with Levy's friends about having dinner with us. They had no limits, even though this time I had to give credit for the prank to Catherine and Fernando; those two were the worst when it came to setting up a practical joke."Mini-me, is she ready?" I asked Adele, since I had to leave her in charge of finishing Luna's training."More than ready! Our little butterfly is ready to fly solo," Mini-me smiled at me with the confidence of someone who had done a good job."I'm going to make you both so proud!" Luna said excitedly."What are you three up to?" Henry looked between us, already quite suspicious."Little Henry, childbirth is painful, but I need to say goodbye to you an