Once the female doctor delivered firstly to the mother her newborn, Jude opened her eyes as her vision was fuzzy as she held one of the most precious things that had ever happened to her in her entire life, fulfilled with contradictory's feelings and emotions that she had experienced, between love and despiseness, between happiness and misery, between laughs and cries, between anger and smiles. Timothy couldn't take his excited chocolate brown eyes off his wife who held the baby as he admired very much the sight, his smile spontaneously grew as his loving, brittle heart gradually moltened. Jude's broad, luminous smile across her bright face was pretty evident how indisputable is her infinite felicity. 

As soon as she saw her little mini me, she was about to have a heart attack as she barely could believe that it's her and Timothy's biological daughter who just looks like their parents. She had a small chestnut hair, ungrown yet. The unnamed babygirl had alluring hazel eyes, small, cute ears, gorgeous shaped eyebrows just like her mothers, while on other hand, the little girl had her father's nose and admixture of his mother and father's lips. Moreover nameless newborn couldn't stop crying in her mother's protective, affectionate arms, as Jude attempted to soothe her daugher with shushing, meanwhile rocking her body as she cradled it.

"No, no, please, don't cry, babygirl! You are in your mommy's arms!" Jude opted to soothe her newborn daughter, who didn't stop crying and crying, stroking her baby's hair. "Even your daddy is here, rejoicing for your birth!", then the baby's crying had declined abruptly as the first baby's babbling could be perceptible for the parents' ear. "Yeah, you are babbling, my precious! You are such a tiny treasure, aren't you?" The fresher mother kept on communicating with her treasure how she recently addressed her most priceless thing in this world with Timothy altogether.

"It looks like our babygirl's weakness are your arms, sweetie!" Timothy teased Jude as they both lightly chuckled, savoring their first moments, spent in the hospital with their mini copy-paste.

"Ahahah! Possibly yes! However, probably our little, precious daughter is going to love and appreciate more your company." the middle aged woman tittered whilst ironically uttering each syllable as her supportive husband joined her titter.

"Hey, don't be pessimistic!" 

"I am not pessimistic. There are some parents who appreciate more the opposite gender's parent company. Just saying it, darling!"

"If you say so..." the former monsignor was cut off when Jude interrupted him by smiling to him in tender way as she smelled for what he is yearning for, besides his wife in labour.

"Do you want to hold the baby?"

"Oh yes, of course! But when you finish first, okay?"

Jude just nod her head in agreement, confirming her response as she continued to relish the little pearl that was in her secure, small arms, baby talking to the baby as the newborn girl couldn't stop babbling, feeling much snug. It lasted around 15 minutes, as the last minutes passed in breastfeeding as Jude unbuttoned around a couple of buttons of her baby blue's patient robe. Then she handed her partner to spend some time with their daughter, in this moment she buttoned back her robe's buttons as the baby wanted to discover her father as her widely opened, big hazel eyes stared uncertainly at him initially, thereafter adapting to him, pleasantly babbling to him too.

"Oooh, just look at yourself, babygirl! You are so mixed between me and your mama!" Timothy's jawline was opened in awe, holding their nameless yet newborn child in his big, muscular arms, ensuring love, warmth and protection. "You are so beautiful just like your amazing mother!", then the baby babbled as her babbling meant agreement, besides glee, pinching her father's nose which rendered him to giggle quietly. "Yes, that's right!"

The former nun couldn't help herself when her eyes were darted in her both most extraordinary things in this world, that truly signified to her, costing plenty of efforts, patience and time to achieve them: her husband and the first twin. Despite she felt like there was anything wrong under her as something like gore, faint liquid had already oozed from her core, flooding certain sheet area with blood as she had already bleeded, she totally ignored it as she concetrated to watch the amorous scenery into her damp eyes, filled with their first crystal tears of happiness. A happiness that she has since she left the mental institution with her husband, as a result of a rescue of his side, of course! 

She silently sobbed to herself, hoping to not being visible to her husband whilst the doctors discussed a remarkable issue. Suddenly her hope of barely being noticed her quiet sob by Timothy was already dead.

Once he peeped at Jude as the unnamed babygirl was into his arms, cheerfully babbling to her father, the former priest was rather anxious what currently bothers the love of his life as he arched an eyebrow, velvety murmuring to her "Jude? Honey? Are you alright?", managing to pat her shoulder lightly.

She just looked up into his eyes with beatific stare as she wiped her own tears with a thumb, opting to stop cry, exhaling sharply.

"I am not just sad. I am crying of happiness..." then Timothy's smile rapidly grew as she sees a gleaming, glorious crescent in shape of smile as his ears were eager to listen, perceive what does she says in this moment, abiding obediantly silent as he considered for impolite to snap at his wife while she has the first word.

"For having finally what I had always wanted in my whole life!" meanwhile Timothy held the baby with only one arm, extending his another hand to grab Jude's loose one, firmly squeezing as his thumb kneaded her knuckles. "A loving partner of mine, a family, one child at least!" The blonde kept on with her narration. 

Timothy abided silent as his hush was undeniably apparent as he smiled to her, his thumb still rubbing her brittle knuckles. 

"How do you plan to name her?" Timothy handed the baby to Jude without warning but she accepted it anyway. Further, her husband posed the question seriously.

"Ellie!" She declared formally their newborn's name with a broad smile across her shining face.

"Ellie?! That's such a beauteous name for a girl! Isn't it, honey?"

"Of course, it is! Especially for a beautiful girl. It just reminded me of the dream that I had a several months ago."

"Oh yeah! I can recall what you told me from your dream."

Afterward they let out a silent cackle along whilst Jude swayed Ellie in her defensive, fond arms as her hazel eyes were more focalized onto her little me rather than anything else as the other things in the world didn't exist to her unlike her most precious heir.

Unfortunately, the male doctor interrupted the relishing moments between the married couple and their newborn girl as the male doctor asked Jude if she does mind to hand the baby so that to be cleaned, to issue a birth certificate of Ellie with her 3 names including her birth date, birth place, her parents' name and birth time as well. 

"But Doctor, what time is it?" Jude questioned as she scarcely had any idea what time it was right now as her eyelids grew heavier, near the verge to fall asleep.

"It is a little after midnight, Mrs.Howard!" The female doctor answered instead the first one who was busy to hold the baby, rocketing it as it began crying once when it didn't feel the warmth, comfort and love which Ellie's parents gave her, meanwhile Jude's heart was broken for seperating with her babygirl who should be with the another babies until Jude gives a birth to the second baby, besides taking a break as she gets some rest.

"At what time I gave a birth?"

"It was around 11 o'clock in the night."

"How much does Ellie weigh?"

"Mmm! Her weight is actually 6 pounds 2 ounces. Perfectly healthy!"

Then the blonde nod as the doctors told Timothy to leave the hospital as a little before that, he said goodbye with Jude as they kissed each other, stroking with his fine, delicate fingers her flossy, aesthetic long curly golden hair, saying to each other "I love you!", promising her that he is going to buy to the baby twins diapers and some other items which are required for looking after newborns as he told the doctors to phone him anytime whenever his wife is labouring, thereafter they confirmed the promise as he left the facility finally, returning back at home in 1 o'clock in the early morning.

When Mr.Howard was gone, Mrs.Howard had already fallen asleep, taking a break as she could perfectly recall Ellie's babbling, supernatural beauty and cuteness that she possessed just like her parents and everything else, though all she could hear in the hospital's void, her daughter's blubber from the another part of the same floor, where she is settled. It stuck in her head like a trace which barely could be erased. Since it's her little daughter Ellie, how she is supposed to do it? It's impossible! It is one of her favorite people in this world with Timothy and her unborn second twin. By the way, she should cope with this situation.

Once Timothy returned back at home after buying a big quantity of diapers, baby bottles and some other remarkable items for the baby twins, he spent a sleepless night as he laid upon the king-sized bed in their bedroom, gaping at the shadowy ceiling in the darkness as he was lost in his thoughts of the former nun including their newborn baby, which is reckoned as a God blessing and present to the tremendously religious family that used to dedicate their lives to the church, but they don't do anymore since they had chosen to spent the rest of their life's days as regular human beings by creating their own family, with their own children and making new friends if they have the chance. 

As his half naked body laid on the ginormous bed which was utterly nothing, however, a complete lacuna without Jude, with whom he shared this bed for 9 straight months even a bit more. The curtains were fully opened, letting out the moonlight to dwell in their love nest, an hour after it's officially marked 1st of October. Suddenly, he sighed in a relief, sensing his undoubtedly sank heart, whispering to himself:

"Oh Jude and Ellie! I wish you were with me!" his susurration to himself, echoed the room that drowned in lurking darkness, meantime his toned, lukewarm arms were above his head, taking a deep breath, as he wore nothing else than his charcoal boxers, a plain white tank top, hugging apart of his muscly torso.

He didn't sense the warmness that he experiences either with the love of his life, Ellie or definitely both altogether which is much powerful bond, a mother and a daughter, once unites as a triangle family bond, subsequently it develops such an exuberant, adoring and harmonic trio. 

What it concerned him was that how is Jude going to take care of their baby twins once she is being resigned from the hospital, besides being obligated to visit her working place from Monday to Saturday, working either a morning or an evening term. Nevertheless, he thought about it as he determined the next morning to contact with her boss, Mr. Jonathan Smith, about her labour as she successfully delivered her first baby, therefore pending for the second one when it's the proper time as he hardly blinked, spending the entire early morning in thoughts, unanswered and in process yet questions that swam in the former priest's mind.

To be continued...