I flip the page. Showing Ron almost every picture we were in. I was looking at him. Then I came across another one of the tiome he was showing my how to skip rocks. We were both laughing and smiling,and I was reaching out for his hand.
"I miss those days." I say,almost forgetting he's in the room."Back when we had these moments." I tear up, my horemones getting the better of me. I wanted this second baby out now.
I want to squeeze Harry's hand as hard as possible but I remember how much I hurt him the last time and only squeeze it lightly as I push. I can feel Albus' head, and am overwhelmed by the thought of seeing my baby's face right away instead of being unconcious for five hours and then seeing my baby. Then a hige contraction hits and I feel tears streaming down my cheeks.
"Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age the child is grown, and puts away childish things. Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies."