He dried himself off and changed clothes in record time. When I was completely dried off, Branna checked my privates once more and said she was very pleased that I had no tear from delivery. When she gave me the go-ahead, I stepped into a large pair of granny knickers that had the mother of all maxi pads attached to it. After that was up, I got into a new fresh pair of loose pyjamas. Kane gave me a bobbin and held onto my hips as I tied my hair up into a bun that sat on top of my head.
I needed to wash it and take a proper shower, since I never got the one I wanted during the early stage of my labour, but that could wait until tomorrow. Right now, I was clean and totally exhausted. I needed to get into my bed, which Kane helped me with since it wasn’t low to the floor. When I climbed under my covers, I winced a little then glanced at the clock on the wall and saw it was half seven in the evening.
I couldn’t believe it; it felt like the day was never ending, and it was only half seven. That meant I had only been in labour for seven hours. It seemed like a long time, but I knew from research, and Branna, that it was considered a quick birth especially for a first time mother.
“Are you up for some visitors?” Kane asked me.
I blinked. “Who’s here?”
He snorted. “Your father, all your brothers, all my brothers and all of the girls.”
I smiled and nodded my head. “Of course they can come in. They’ve waited to see him as long as we have.”
Kane left the room to get them as Branna picked up my son from his Moses basket and placed him in my arms. Branna had put a blue baby hat on his head to lock the heat in. He was wrapped up tightly in a thick blanket, cocooning him.
“He isn’t dressed.”
I blinked. “Could you do it? I want to watch you so I can copy. I fear I will hurt him.”
Branna smiled as she took my sleeping son and laid him across the bed. “I gave him a quick wash like I did you, but you can give him his first proper bath tomorrow after you get some rest.”
I nodded my head and watched as she unravelled the blanket from my son. I found myself leaning over to check between his legs.
I smiled when Branna laughed. “I’m just checkin’ to make sure he is really a boy... I can’t believe it. I thought for sure he was a girl.”
“Kane and all the brothers were right, that’s a bloody first,” she chuckled.
I didn’t look up when the door to my bedroom opened; I was too focused on what Branna was doing. She was carefully putting the tiniest nappy onto my son, mindful of the clamp on his umbilical cord.
“Omigod,” I heard a female whisper.
I felt people enter the room, but I couldn’t look away from Branna’s hands as she dressed my son. She gently put a vest on him followed by a blue baby grown, mittens and a white cardigan. She adjusted his hat and I smiled when he yawned and made a squealing noise.
Branna lifted him up, kissed his cheek then placed him in my arms. I looked up then and smiled. Everyone was in my room, and they all had huge smiles on their faces. There were some tears, too.
“Aideen,” Keela blubbered and came to my side of the bed.
She leaned in, kissed my cheek. “Well done, honey.”
I smiled in thanks and looked down to my son when she placed her hand on his little arm.
“He is perfect,” she whispered.
I agreed wholeheartedly.
“Darlin’.”
I looked up and smiled wide. “Hey, Granda.”
My father’s resolve broke as tears fell from his eyes. Keela moved over to her place in front of Alec while my father sat next to me on my bed and put an arm around my shoulders. He kissed my face and hugged me to him before we both gazed down at my bundle of joy.
“He looks just like you,” my father murmured. “So beautiful.”
I smiled again and lifted my arms. “Do you want to hold him?”
My father nodded his head and stood up. He reached down, and gently picked up his grandson, holding him protectively against his chest. Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched him interact with my baby.
He cooed down at him when he whimpered a little and swayed from side to side.
“Hey, buddy,” he whispered, he eyes welling up. “I’m your Granda.”
That was it.
My tears came fast and furious, making a few of the lads laugh.
“Well done, baby sister.”
I smiled at James when he came over to hug me, followed by my other brothers. Gavin held onto me the longest and told me loved me more than anything in the world... except his nephew. That made me chuckle.
“What is his name?” This came from Bronagh.
I looked to Kane who looked as lost as I felt.
“No idea yet.”
Everyone chuckled at us.
I hugged Kane’s brothers then, and I thanked and apologised to Nico, Alec and Damien for any harm or discomfort I brought to them during my labour. They smiled at me and waved it off like it was no big deal.
I cried some more when I got to the girls. They all cried, even Alannah who was usually the best of us for controlling her emotions. We all laughed and chatted as my son was passed around to everyone. I watched as each and every one of them fell in love with my child, and it only caused my love for them to grow.
I don’t know how long everyone stayed, but by the time everyone left, even Branna after she checked on us both once more, I was close to falling asleep sitting up. I had just finished feeding the baby again and settled back into my bed when a switch flipped inside of me.