Part 22: Parents II

They brought chocolate, did laundry, came by every day. In the maternity ward. After the water broke. Suddenly. Eight weeks early. And at the hometown to boot. The birthday of your own mother. It should be the last family visit before the birth preparation course. But it was still in the belly. With it all good. Now antibiotics in the left arm, lung ripening injections in the right leg, the one against thrombosis in the left leg and the fever thermometer clamped under the right armpit, plus a: don’t get up! and five days later she was there anyway: Milla.

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