12-26-2018, 04:07 PM
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☁ she was exhausted. after the baby was born she'd gotten a few hours rest, with jared watching over her and hope to ensure the newborn stayed curled up on her chest, but this exhaustion was less than physical. her daughter, the one she'd dared to almost be excited for despite never really planning on her, was toeing the line between life and death. born too soon, too small, too thin. staring down at her little form, tiny fists tight and wide eyes gazing unseeing at the world, hayley suddenly wished she'd done more. been prepared sooner, ate larger portions, did something more. her heart was weighing heavy with the worry for her child, and she was determined to do whatever she had to for the infants well being.
❝did everyone eat dinner?❞ she directed the question at gray when he posed it, clearly concerned for the wellbeing of the residents, more worried about everyone having food in their bellies then her own predicament.
shiloh and brendan approached the gathering of people, both commenting on hope, and hayley's eyes shifted down to the baby once more, smiling just a bit at the wide eyed, toothless infant, smoothing her fingers down the small wisps of hair on her head. ❝she's supposed to be a lot bigger, but she'll get there,❞ she mused, more to satiate herself than the others. ❝but i'm thinking she'll be doing it on her own schedule. she came in on her own time, and i don't think she'll be letting anyone tell her to stay little or big. or do anything.❞ once more, her words were more for herself and the infant, though they were directed to the group around her.
☁ she was exhausted. after the baby was born she'd gotten a few hours rest, with jared watching over her and hope to ensure the newborn stayed curled up on her chest, but this exhaustion was less than physical. her daughter, the one she'd dared to almost be excited for despite never really planning on her, was toeing the line between life and death. born too soon, too small, too thin. staring down at her little form, tiny fists tight and wide eyes gazing unseeing at the world, hayley suddenly wished she'd done more. been prepared sooner, ate larger portions, did something more. her heart was weighing heavy with the worry for her child, and she was determined to do whatever she had to for the infants well being.
❝did everyone eat dinner?❞ she directed the question at gray when he posed it, clearly concerned for the wellbeing of the residents, more worried about everyone having food in their bellies then her own predicament.
shiloh and brendan approached the gathering of people, both commenting on hope, and hayley's eyes shifted down to the baby once more, smiling just a bit at the wide eyed, toothless infant, smoothing her fingers down the small wisps of hair on her head. ❝she's supposed to be a lot bigger, but she'll get there,❞ she mused, more to satiate herself than the others. ❝but i'm thinking she'll be doing it on her own schedule. she came in on her own time, and i don't think she'll be letting anyone tell her to stay little or big. or do anything.❞ once more, her words were more for herself and the infant, though they were directed to the group around her.
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