#((jane is not the 'natural mom' type but she'll figure it out))
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Jane had never been so exhausted in all her life, not even when the aether had been eating her alive - although the pain of that had been far greater. But now it was over, and this screaming little pink creature was placed in her arms.
“Congratulations,” the nurse said. “It’s a boy!”
Jane had never been sure what to do with babies. Betty had already had Robbie when they met, and Celeste had been adopted when she was already nearly a year old. Now here was this one, brand new and crying about it.
“Sssh,” said Jane. “Hey, it’s okay, I’ve got you.” She looked nervously up at Betty. Was she doing this right?
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