She didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing but she nodded deftly. When he took her baby from her she scowled but was glad that she stayed on the bed, trusting that John wouldn't let her if it wasn't safe.
"Easier is nice," she commented and listened to him, obeying his instructions. Her head was feeling cloudy and dizzy as she laid back. He'd told her she could stop pushing and so she let him do his job. The wail from the child made her smile, that meant it was healthy. She wondered if the baby would be smaller or larger than it's already tiny sister.
"He?" she asked, lifting her head. "There must be a mistake. I'm having girls," she explained sleepily.