Anastasia's POV
I'm laying in bed, drifting in and out of sleep while Damien hums to our son. Everything is perfect, and I can't be happier. I'm tired after hours in labor, but the adrenalin is still pumping, so I can't quite sleep - relax, but not sleep.
A.J. fell asleep after he breastfed, which he was a rockstar at! He latched on quickly, almost like he knew what to do and how. I had feared this after all the horror stories I'd heard of women struggling to get breastfeeding to work. I was lucky.
Damien's phone starts vibrating, and he takes it. Laughing at the person on the other end, I smile with my eyes closed. On the sound of his voice, it's either my or his mom on the phone, probably panicking because we haven't given an update since we arrived at the hospita
