Page 54 of This Is Law 3

Chapter Twenty-Three

SEVYN ‘LAW’ CRAWFORD

This was Soraya’s third c- section, so I knew how it went, once our babies would get pulled out, and we would hear their beautiful cries light up the room, but man, that was a moment that I would never get used to as a father.

Twin A was pulled out, and shown to us, and she had a pair of lungs on her boy because she immediately started screaming to the top of them.

The nurse took her from the doctor, putting her right on Yaya, as she lay there on the table, softly crying.

The nurse put our little girl right on Yaya, who looked down at her, and I could immediately see the love.

I dropped tears of my own, watching this moment, and almost two minutes later, more cries were released, where we could see that baby B had made her arrival as well.

Dr. Rivera held our beautiful little girl up in the air, passed her along to the same nurse, who placed her on Yaya again.

“Hiiii my babies. Hiiii. Ohhhh, I love you so much,” Yaya was so in love, as she cried, and talked to our babies. Their screams were so loud, and they were coming out like ripples, but to me, that sound was beautiful as hell.

“Sevyn, look,” Soraya cried, trying to tilt her head up as much as she could to look up at me.

“I’m right here, baby. I see. They so beautiful. Hi. I’m your dad,” my voice cracked, and I started crying like a little bitch.

I cried during the births of all my children, but this one was different.

We’ve been through so much, and I never in a million years thought that Yaya would give me children again because after what happened with Sarai, she would always say that she wasn’t having anymore, and then we divorced, so I knew that I wouldn’t get another shot at fatherhood.

I didn’t want another woman to carry, and raise my kids, other than Yaya.

She was a perfect mother to me, and I wanted all my children to come from her.

“Sevyn, aww,” Soraya only cried more when she saw the way I reacted. I laughed through my tears, as I wiped my eyes.

“I’m good. I’m good, baby. Thank you,” I said, leaning over, so that I could kiss her all over her face, thanking her yet again for risking her life to bring these beautiful children into the world for me.

“If these aren’t the most beautiful pair of twins that I’ve ever seen before in my life. What are their names?” one of the nurses asked.

“Empress Sarai Crawford, and Dynasti Sarai Crawford,” Yaya was the one to tell them the girls names.

We decided that we were going to give the girls Sarai’s name as their middle name. Yaya was the one that came to me with that idea the moment that we found out we were having baby girls. I was all for it. I thought that it was beautiful.

“Awww. Empress, and Dynasti. We love it,” the nurse cooed.

After that, everything pretty much went by like a blur.

Soraya was quickly stitched back up, and the nurses did all the routine stuff that were done to all three of our previous children.

The girls were cleaned off, weighed, and quickly swaddled, and placed back on Soraya.

The girls were tiny. Empress was the bigger twin, coming out weighting 6 pounds 5 ounces, and Dynasti was the smaller twin, having her at exactly six pounds even.

Not long after, Soraya was wheeled back into her room, where all the love was waiting for us.

Soraya had both girls in her arms, as the nurse pushed her, and I was right there, walking by her side, looking at my wife like the champ that she was.

She brought five beautiful children into this world for me, and I couldn’t thank her enough.

She made this shit look easy, as she held onto our babies, who had fallen fast asleep in her arms.

“Awww, my babies,” Soraya’s mom, Sonia cooed, with tears falling from her eyes, as she walked over to her daughter, with her hands in a praying motion on her lips.

Sonia was hard all day, always feeling the need to be gangsta, but in this moment, she couldn’t help but to be soft, seeing that her daughter had safely made it back to the room, and she was carrying her new set of granddaughters for her.

I loved how Sonia went for Soraya first, cuffing her head in her hands, and she kissed her all over her face.

A lot of times, women will have kids, and everybody will forget about them, and go straight for the babies, but Sonia went for her baby first, wanting to know how she was feeling, and telling her how proud of her she was.

After that, that’s when she leaned down, looking at her granddaughters in complete awe, keeping her hands to her side, as if she was scared to even touch them.

She then moved out of the way, so that our boys could come over, and they both went for their mom, hugging her, and kissing her on her cheek.

Creed was my child that tried to act hard all the time, but when he saw those two little girls that his mom was holding, and he knew that him, and his brother were going to have to always protect them, he shed a quick tear that he quickly wiped.

Milan, and Shai came over as well, and they were already damn crying from the moment we came in the room.

Shai went for her twin first, hugging on her, kissing her, and telling her how proud of her she was, and then she went for her nieces, talking to them, even though they were sleep, and couldn’t hear what she was saying.

Milan followed suit, loving on her best friend, and then the babies.

I went and grabbed the babies from my wife, holding onto them for the first time, so that she could get in bed.

Our boys assisted her with getting out of the chair, along with the nurse, and not long after, she was lying on the bed, down on her back.

The hand that held the IV in it, she had it over her forehead, as she lay on her back, looking at me with hearts in her eyes, as I held onto our babies.

“On a scale of 1 to 10, what’s your pain level?” the nurse asked Soraya.

“Umm, probably like a four. I feel it, but it’s nothing that I can’t handle. Can I just have a cup of ice-cold water, or something?” she asked, looking up at the nurse, who smiled at her.

“Yes. I’ll go and grab that for you. We’re going to continue to monitor you and adjust your meds if we have to. Just let us know if the pain spikes,” the nurse replied.

“You sure, bae? I know you. You’ll try to downplay that shit, and will really sit there, and be in pain. You ain’t gotta be tough right now,” I told my wife because I knew her. She’ll try to be a thug, when she would be in pain.

I watched her do that before in the past. She wouldn’t want to take too much pain medication, so she would lie, and say that she was feeling okay, when she knew she really wasn’t. She assured me that she was fine though.

I soaked up as much time holding onto my daughters as much as I could.

Their grandma was really trying to be a troop by allowing me to have my moment with them and not asking to hold them.

When I could tell that that shit was getting hard for her, that’s when I called her over to get them, and she damn near broke her neck in doing so.

She took them, and she sat on the couch that was by the window.

Milan, and Shai went over there with her, along with the boys, so it left Soraya and I alone.

I sat at the foot of the bed, having the covers pulled up a little bit, so that her feet could be in my lap, and I massaged them.

She lay there with low eyes from the medication, and I could tell that at any moment she was going to dose off.

I couldn’t stop looking at her, man. This woman just had two more children for me, but she lay there looking so beautiful. Her face looked pure, and at peace. Even with the messy hair that she had, heavy, and low eyes, she still looked damn good.

“You went five for five baby. Legend, Creed, Sarai, Empress, and Dynasti. That’s a whole fuckin legacy right there, baby.

Everything in this world that I ever needed, you gave it right to me with our children.

You can forever get whatever the fuck you want out of me because it’s no way that I can ever pay you back,” I let her know, massaging her feet.

“I’m sorry for divorcing you,” she blurted out, and then she smiled.

“I don’t hold you to that, baby. We got married again, so that’s all that matters.

I know you tired. Go ahead and get some sleep.

We got the babies. Look over there in the corner of the room.

Look at that love that the girls got. We rich, baby,” I had to let her know.

We were rich too from a financial standpoint, but that’s not what I was talking about right now.

The rich that I was talking about was in terms of being rich in love.

Rich in family. This kind of wealth couldn’t be bought. You either had it, or you didn’t.

“I love you,” she let me know.

“I love you more,” I assured her, tucking her feet under the blanket, and standing up, so that I could kiss her forehead.

She knocked out probably two minutes later. Pretty soon, I was going to ask for my babies back because I wanted to do skin to skin with them, just as I’d done with my other three, but for now, I was just taking the time to sit here and soak up all the love that we had.

That perfect world that I always dreamed of, my parents would have been right over there, swooning over their grandbabies just as Sonia was doing.

If there was a Heaven up there like I had my hopes on it being, I’m sure my pops was looking down, enjoying this moment with us too.

I couldn’t wait to get to the facility to see my mom because I knew she would want to see the babies too.

Under no circumstances is this the way that I would have wanted that to be the setting where she had to meet her granddaughters, but this was our reality.

I don’t dwell on it. I don’t question it.

I take it for what it is, and I go on about my life.

That’s the only way that I could stay sane.