Someone once told me that when a flower blooms so does a new life. So right now, a little flower must be trying its hardest to bloom. Right? I looked around the hospital room for any sign that he might show up. Why aren't you here? “Ma’am push. Push.” I did as told. And soon the painful process was over. Tears flooded my eyes. Why didn't you come? Cherie handed me my baby just to take it away from me. “Sleep. It was hard. I know. We’ll bring him back at feeding time.” “Thanks Cherie.” And with that I fell asleep.