Mora’s Point of View.
I wake up to my phone going off. I’m cuddled perfectly into Jake's strong arms, and it feels like the safest place in the world for me to be. I reach over to grab my phone.
Dad: (6:57 am) She’s starting to push.
Me: (6:58 am)) Okay, on my way!
Jake cracks an eye, “Is it time?” he asks, in his deep sleepy voice. “Yeah.” I cuddle into him, wrapping my arms around him.
“The girls will be up soon anyway. We can wake them, and you can come too?” I ask
“Is your sister going to want so much company? She’s been in labour for like... 19 hours now,” he asks.
“We won’t stay long. We’ll just go to meet the baby, drop off a gift and. I’ll offer to take Landon for a while so they can get some rest. Very soon the adrenaline will wear off, and they’ll be exhausted. My dad is
