The pregnant bride went stiff as a board when she spotted the groom’s dad. She never saw that coming…

Emily could not yet. She thought for a moment, and it seemed to her mother that her daughter had fallen into a comatose state. At least, that’s what it looked like from the outside.

And to make sure that everything was all right, she came closer and cautiously said. Daughter, I still haven’t gone anywhere here. I can see mommy just caught the silence, frowned Emily.

Sometimes it’s actually quite helpful. Just staring at one point, and thinking about something. And what would that be, if it’s not a secret? Like why I didn’t ask him about that message.

Well, you heard him say he was in a hurry to get to a meeting. Your mother shrugged. Exactly, that’s what’s important, not my labor.

He just pretended to be happy, and didn’t say anything about his doubts. As if I did not understand from whom I gave birth, to a rich man. Don’t say that, daughter.

Or we will really start doubting together, and it will not lead to anything good. We should be happy, not looking for reasons to fight. I wasn’t going to fight with Michael, I shrugged.

Emily was just saying her thoughts out loud. Let’s keep them between us, Camille nodded. You were so happy when you heard your husband’s voice.

And now it’s irritation talking. Fatigue and nervous tension. My mother is probably right, and I’m probably making myself nervous.

I just need to relax and not think about sad things. Especially since Michael said he’d be here soon. Exactly.

Maybe he’ll pick you up from the hospital too. Irritation and nervousness. Indeed, Emily still hadn’t let go, and it made her even more cranky, like a little girl.

But that’s not surprising. After childbirth, women do not immediately come to their senses. They need time to calm down, and sometimes it drags on for several days.

At this time, close people have to show outstanding patience. And none of them grumble. Everyone realizes that childbirth is not a procedure in a space salon, and the most real trials.

There have been cases where women have almost lost their lives. And all because they differed in body condition and skeletal structure. Emily, however, was lucky in this respect.

She was a girl in a body. And she had no trouble bringing the child into the world. Yes, she had to strain and scream.

But it worked. Plus, the obstetricians showed a high quality of skill, and ended up helping her deliver a healthy and large baby. Thank you for being by my side as always, Emily thanked her mother.

Well, how could I not? I was going through it myself, she smiled and nodded. And dad was working at the time too, wasn’t he? Remember, he wasn’t. But it was a different time then.

He had a new position coming up, and he couldn’t just take off. Not even his wife’s people, Emily wondered. Even though she’d heard the story a hundred times, it couldn’t be helped.

The country needed professional staff. Shred the mother. What about the children? They did too.

But we didn’t have as much support from the state, then as you do now. We need to increase demography. That’s what we’re trying to do.

Emily finally smiled. And it showed that her nervousness was gone. It was hoped that in the future, she would be able to adapt to the postpartum period.

In any case, she would not become cranky for any reason and show her irritation. In the maternity hospital, of course, a lot of things were forgiven and looked at certain things through their fingers. But if any mommy drove the staff to a white fury, they tried to say goodbye to her as quickly as possible, and did everything to make her discharge sooner and leave the walls of the hospital.

That’s when there was silence. However, not for a long time, literally until the next cranky woman in labor. But they had time to rest and catch their breath.

It was not so easy. It turned out to take care of such patients. And it was necessary to restrain themselves emotionally, so that patients did not break.

Camille looked at her watch, sighed heavily, and asked cautiously, What can I get you tomorrow, red apples and a couple of litters of grape juice? Maybe something to steam. If only a breast fillet, Emily shrugged. And don’t forget the broth, I’ll have that too.

Okay, I’ll do it. Her daughter smiled back and took her grandson in her arms again. He calmed down and seemed to fall asleep, oblivious to external stimuli.

Camille held him close to her and looked at him with a smile on her face. It was obvious that she was straight, partly as if she had given birth to a child of her own. Emily noticed the tears in her eyes.

And she almost sobbed, too. I remembered how you used to read me a bedtime story when I was a child. You looked at me like that and smiled.

And I still get chills running up and down my spine. Whenever I see that look, it’s hereditary. My mom used to do the same thing, but she told stories not from books, but from memory.

And to be honest, I wondered how she knew so much. Every day something new. And not a single repetition.

That’s a phenomenal memory. So you kept books in your hands as long as your eyesight allowed. I didn’t really have a taste for them.

And I don’t now. Maybe Eppin won’t go. And she made an indiscreet assumption.

I don’t know, mama, Emily shrugged. He’s only just born and he’s not in the mood for books yet. But if you think it would be good for him, I can read stories to him sometimes.

I think they say it calms the nervous system. Who knows, maybe he’ll be less cranky. That would be nice.

Because I have a feeling he’s taken over my personality. Just as hot-tempered and emotional. Tell me about it.

Sometimes I wonder how Michael puts up with me. Emily rounded her eyes and shook her head. You see, you already do not scold him and do not get angry, said the mother.

That’s a sure sign that you’re coming to your senses after childbirth. If you continue like this, they won’t keep you here for long. How do you want me to get home as soon as possible? I can’t wait to babysit my grandson.

Yes, my daughter is a great joy to me. You’re all grown up and you don’t need diapers. Your grandson, on the other hand, has his whole life ahead of him.

And you need to make sure he’s taken care of as much as possible. I know, mom, especially since Michael’s made all the arrangements. But at first, my son’s still gonna be spending more time with us.

I don’t disagree. But you’re gonna have to get him used to sleeping in his own crib. And if you don’t do that, you’ll never get him out of your skirt.

So he’s my little boy. And I love him very much. After Emily said that, she gestured for the baby to come back.

Okay, go back to your mom, I still have time to babysit you. Pissed her grandson on the cheek, she gently laid him down next to her daughter. Emily smiled back and began to stroke her son in a feminine way.

He flailed his brow and made funny lips. It was as if he had been having strange dreams, and they disturbed him a little. There was no cause for alarm, however.

And so far, she had nothing to worry about. She had been in such a confused state, which he had not yet fully realized that she had given birth. She still imagined herself pregnant.

And this child was there to support her. Meanwhile, her mother knew exactly what was happening to her daughter at that moment. Exactly 25 years ago, she too had been in the same state.

But she came to her senses quickly. Maybe it was her mother’s support. Or maybe it was my own attitude.

Daughter partially adopted the character of her husband. And he could sometimes flare up for no reason. And sometimes it was hard to stop him.

No amount of persuasion helped. He then himself calmed down and wondered how such a thing could happen. Naturally, he apologized and vowed to keep himself in control.

Soon, however, everything would happen again. And then the household simply did not pay attention to it. They did not take much pleasure in arguing with a man who persisted in his position.

It was like beating against a wall that only gave off dust, but still held on. Camille’s husband was distinguished by the fact that he rarely ever strayed from his principles. And if he did, everyone sighed in relief and jokingly said it would probably snow in the summer.

I’m going to feed Ethan now and get some sleep, Emily said, getting back on her back. Okay, well, I’m going to go home and not come back to see you. Everything seems fine there…