A nurse came in twenty minutes later.
Her badge read TESSA ROWAN, RN.
She smiled at me.
“How are we doing?”
“Good.”
That was obviously untrue.
Tessa adjusted the blanket around the baby.
“He’s doing beautifully.”
I looked down at him.
Tiny nose.
Dark hair.
One fist tucked against my chest.
“Nolan stepped out.”
Tessa nodded.
“Dad needs coffee?”
“I don’t know.”
She looked at me more closely.
Before she could ask anything else, she placed a folder on the tray beside me.
“No rush, but there are a few administrative things to complete before discharge.”
