Fifty-Five | Cole
Fifty-Five
Cole
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop staring at Lyric as she held our babies.
Labor had been grueling and exhausting for her, but she had endured all of it with a strength I could only imagine. Once the babies were born, she seemed to get a burst of energy and refused to sleep, even though she looked like she needed it.
We got moved to a different room shortly after seven this morning, and the twins were both sleeping soundly in the bedside bassinet while Lyric ate breakfast. My parents were on their way with the kids after Lyric asked them to come meet the babies.
I finished the breakfast sandwich I had grabbed in the cafeteria and tossed the paper in the trash right as there was a knock on the door. I glanced at Lyric, who grinned and nodded excitedly for me to open it.
On the other side were Chloe, Kara, and Ben, all looking into the room to get a glimpse of the babies.
“Come on in,” I said, stepping back and holding the door open.
Kara had a small bouquet of flowers while Ben and Chloe each held a small stuffed animal.
“Congratulations,” my mom said, stopping to hug me and kiss my cheek before she rushed inside to see Lyric and the twins.
“Thanks, Mom.” I grinned, laughing with my dad when he shook his head that she had already taken off before I got to say anything.
“Congratulations, Son,” he said, pulling me in for a bear hug as he clapped my back before letting go. “We’re so happy for you guys.”
“Thanks, Dad. We’re so thankful they’re here and that they’re healthy.”
I let the door close and went to stand beside Lyric as everyone stared down into the bassinet while Lyric smiled at them, holding the bouquet against her chest.
“Everyone, we would like you to meet the twins,” Lyric said, looking up at me.
I nodded, confirming that I wanted her to tell them the names we had decided on.
While we kept everyone updated on most of the stuff regarding the twins, we hadn’t shared the names with anyone until now.
“Milo and Ellie.”