Wingo laid against the plush pile of pillows in a hospital room, curled against his side were two tiny newborns only an hour old. One of them, his daughter, started to fuss and soon after so did his son, small cries and squeaks filled the quiet room.
āWhatās wrong?ā Wingo asked as he tried to soothe his newborns.
He propped himself up more against the pillows to give the little ones enough room to get under him to nurse. They drank eagerly and soon enough calmed down. A knock on the door caught his attention. It was his friends.
āHey guysā he whispered.
āHow are they doing?ā Boost asked he pulled closer to get a better look at the babies.
āTheyāre doing good, I just got them settled down. Nursing them still feels weird as hellā Wingo said
āYouāll get used to it, just takes some timeā Boost replied āit took me a while with Aiden
āHave you got names for them yet?ā Snot Rod asked
āI like the names Hana and Issacā Wingo looked down at his children with pride.
DJ gave his friend a nuzzle āhow are you feeling?ā
āIām doing pretty good, tiredā Wingo said softly giving him a few laps in return.
āThank you Boost, for everything, that was really scaryā he smiled at the purple tuner
āAhh man it was nothing, Iāve given birth before so I kinda knew what to doā
His daughter squeaked again and he turned his attention back to her
She opened her brown eyes and looked curiously at the four tuners
āBah!ā She babbled rolling closer to DJ āBah Bah!ā
āWhatās up lil man?ā He chuckled at the little oneās curiosity
She lost balance and flopped down near the blue tuner. He reached down and picked her up cooing at the baby āaww your so littleā
Hana smiled as he continued to talk to her, recognizing his voice from the many times he spoke to her and her brother in the womb.
āIām so glad to finally meet youā