Chapter 6

Dan was feeling lightheaded as he and Karen walked to the waiting room. Strangers waiting for word on their family member about to give birth saw a rush to the man and woman entering the room.

The smile on his face said it all. “Wendy and I have a new son, Robert Daniel, and a new daughter, Grace Catherine!”

Everyone cheered, disturbing the otherwise quiet atmosphere. They congratulated him on the birth of his newest family members.

Dan thought of teasing the women in the family. “After Wendy has had her tubes tied, Doctor Clements is going to neuter me so I don’t make any more babies.”

“You can’t do that! We love doing things with your cum,” Lisa said, glancing at Wendy’s parents.

“Dan is only joking. He knows us women would be furious if he got a vasectomy,” Karen said.

“Can we see our grandchildren?” Barbra asked.

“Let’s go and see if they’re in the nursery.”

Dan led the line of family to the nursery. He looked for his babies among the other newborns.

“Can we hold our babies? Robert and Grace Hayward.” Dan asked, going to the door.

“Of course you can; just wash your hands and put on a mask.” The nurse brought Robert and Grace.

Karen took him from the nurse, and tears pooled in her eyes. “It reminds me of when Matthew and Laura were born.”

The nurse then handed him his new baby daughter. His cheeks ached as he smiled from ear to ear. They walked over to the viewing window, each looking at the new babies.

“What colour will their eyes be?”

The nurse looked at each baby and said, “That will depend on genetics. The mixture of the mother’s genes with the father’s will determine their colour. Being Caucasian babies, they’ll have very little of a pigment called melanin in their iris that gives our eyes their colour. Melanin also gives us our hair and skin colour.”

“You’ll notice the biggest changes in the eye colour between six and nine months of age. Most babies, by the age of one year, will have their permanent eye colour. I notice that you all have hazel-green eyes, but that doesn’t mean both your children will have the same. The genetics of your parents and grandparents can also have an effect on their eye colour.”

“It feels weird to be looking at two new babies and seeing myself in each one,” he remarked. “I think I said that before about Matthew and Laura.”

“Jake and I have got another brother,” Brad commented.

“And us girls have got another sister!” Diane added.

Dan held hands with Lisa and Cathy as the others followed. Entering room 312, they found Wendy sitting in bed, sipping on a glass of orange juice.

“There’s the new mom!” Karen said, going to her.

“Hi everyone!” Wendy beamed. They each took turns giving her a kiss and a hug. “Have you seen our babies? Aren’t they beautiful?”

“Yes, they are very beautiful!” Barbra replied, taking her daughter’s hand.

“You did good work, Wendy,” Dan said, giving her another kiss and hug.

“I’m glad I had the epidural; it was rough having our twins.”

Dan showed her the pictures he’d taken of their new babies. “At least they don’t have your big nose,” she joked.

“I just hope that Robert is hung like me and Grace is as exquisitely beautiful as her mother.”

“I’m sure they will be.”

Moments later, two nurses wheeled in two clear plastic cases containing their twins. Everyone beamed with love and pride as Dan picked up Robert, taking him to Wendy, then Grace.

“They’ll soon need a feeding, Mom,” one nurse said.

“That’ll be an experience!” She stated.

“We’ll have a baby bottle ready in case one or the other won’t take to the breast.”

“I’m sure if they’re like our family, they’ll have no problem sucking on my tit.”

Everyone took turns holding the new additions to the family, with numerous pictures taken.

Soon Robert and Grace began to cry, and the nurse arriving said it was time to feed. Wendy felt a little insulted that the nurse was instructing her on how to feed her babies. She did eventually feel grateful for the added assistance, now having to feed two babies again.

“This is going to be fun for the next several months,” she joked.

Once the babies were fed, the nurse asked everyone to leave so the new mother could get some rest. Hugs and kisses were exchanged, and the group left Wendy to get some much-needed rest.

“Thank you, my love, for giving me such a beautiful boy and girl,” Wendy said, her eyes growing misty and hugging him.

“You’re welcome, my love. It was nice to create them the old-fashioned way.”

“I agree,” she grinned. “Thank you for loving me and giving me the family I always wanted.”