Sarah POVThe first thing I remember after the blur of hard work is the sound. Not the chaos of moved quickly footsteps, no longer Alessandro’s steady, grounding voice urging me thru every contraction, no longer even the ragged cries torn from my personal throat, however hers.A small, fragile cry that appeared too sensitive to pierce the air, and yet it did, slicing via the haze of ache and exhaustion with a clarity that rooted itself into my heart. The room, the nurses, the machines, it all fell away till there was handiest that sound, after which the weight of her in opposition to my chest.A daughter.Our daughter.The phrases tumbled through my mind, as if pronouncing them silently might by hook or by crook make them greater actual. I bear in mind the warmth of her tiny frame, damp with start, pressed against my skin, the way her fists clenched and unclenched like she become already accomplishing for the world.My world.Hours later, the frenzy of the transport room is lengthy go
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