Dee POV as I held my baby in my arms and I felt something in peace. He looked so much like Joe, Joe's eyes, lips and curly hair. I felt very weak and very tired. Denise pulled hair from my face she kissed me on the cheek, "I am so proud of you baby." "Thanks to Denise," I smiled, she leaned over and kissed the baby's head. "He looks so much like Joe, but I can see," laughed lightly. I thought Joe should have been here to take the child forFor the first time to cut the umbilical cord, just like other fathers. I was then transferred to the recovery room, I was only allowed my family flooded the room, she kissed me on the cheek and told me how proud they were. Nick sat down beside me and took my hand, "Good boy, how you feel" "Tired, sore, happy ... I can not really choose the child jumps a little 'noise that extends to the neck so I could see in his bed. " He is ok, just nick a sob 'I reassured. "What would I do without you?" I shookmy head as I couldnt understand what Nick really means to me. "I think you should do this very well without me," he pushed another lock of hair from her face. "You mean ... not really ... Jacob loves Bella and Jacob ..." I looked into his eyes and saw sadness. "Yes ... but ... He is not Edward and Bella loves Edward ..." I knew what it implies, I reached out and touched his face. I loved him so much, but she was right ... He was not my Edward, was not Joe! I pulled him close and...
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