01.Oct.22, 01:44 PM
Rh'us was exhausted. August had been in labor all day, finally giving birth in the middle of the night. And then the bleeding hadn't stopped and he'd found himself quite glad he'd called upon a healer who specialized in birth to help handle it. He'd barely gotten any sleep, managing only the tiniest of naps when he was temporarily removed from the room for making snide remarks about the other healer's sloppy stitching or in the chair next to the bed while August rested.
He had taken another one of those light naps while the baby was being inspected by the other healer and an apprentice midwife; Rh'us was very pointedly not invited to hover for that examination. The level of grogginess he felt when he woke up showed that he'd slept longer than he'd intended. He had a headache, he was tired and grouchy, but once he finished rubbing his eyes and August handed him the baby he suddenly found that none of that mattered anymore.
"Hello Astah," he softly cooed as he smiled down at his daughter. His chest ached, his throat was tight, and he found himself flooded with emotions. He choked back a sob, quickly wiped his eyes with his free hand, and got up to start walking around as his baby squirmed and wiggled her tiny arms with their tiny hands at him. He hadn't expected to feel anything so strongly, but in that moment even while he was too terrified to hold her as closely as he wanted to, Rh'us knew he'd do anything for her. It was overwhelming.
She looks so small! Hispidath's voice was filled with wonder, and though he wanted to see the baby in person he was doing his best to be patient. Rh'us nodded mutely in response to the comment and turned back to August with a sappy smile. "She's beautiful," he said hoarsely. "Gets that from you." He walked back over to his chair to settle back down next to the woman and let out a long sigh. "Sorry. I'm just... here, do you want her back? I worry I might hurt her."
He had taken another one of those light naps while the baby was being inspected by the other healer and an apprentice midwife; Rh'us was very pointedly not invited to hover for that examination. The level of grogginess he felt when he woke up showed that he'd slept longer than he'd intended. He had a headache, he was tired and grouchy, but once he finished rubbing his eyes and August handed him the baby he suddenly found that none of that mattered anymore.
"Hello Astah," he softly cooed as he smiled down at his daughter. His chest ached, his throat was tight, and he found himself flooded with emotions. He choked back a sob, quickly wiped his eyes with his free hand, and got up to start walking around as his baby squirmed and wiggled her tiny arms with their tiny hands at him. He hadn't expected to feel anything so strongly, but in that moment even while he was too terrified to hold her as closely as he wanted to, Rh'us knew he'd do anything for her. It was overwhelming.
She looks so small! Hispidath's voice was filled with wonder, and though he wanted to see the baby in person he was doing his best to be patient. Rh'us nodded mutely in response to the comment and turned back to August with a sappy smile. "She's beautiful," he said hoarsely. "Gets that from you." He walked back over to his chair to settle back down next to the woman and let out a long sigh. "Sorry. I'm just... here, do you want her back? I worry I might hurt her."