What a Wonderful World
The Fourth of July, just a date on a calender everywhere but America, dawns with a warm, brilliant light that promised a nice holiday for pretty much everyone in the country.
Except the Kent household, contained on the back forty of the Kent farm, wherein one small blond is too busy cursing whoever happens to come in a twenty foot radius of the bed she's currently stuck in. Her mother, also blond but tall and elegant as well, is there, playing referee between the woman currently trying to give birth and the man who got her pregnant in the first place.
This has been going on since an hour before sunrise. The ease of Eirene's first pregnancy is just a distant memory now, this second baby is apparently larger and more energetic than the first, and determined to announce its presence in the most dramatic way possible.
Another hour passes, with the paternal grandmother now there and distracting the maternal grandmother in the kitchen with a basic lesson in making muffins, while the maternal grandfather has, unusually for him, taken over as the other birthing coach - apparently he was paying attention through some of the births of his many children.
Eirene is grateful for the support of both men.
And, finally, at 9:10 AM, four hours after she went into serious labor, her second child is born.
A boy, promptly named Jon Galen Kent.
Clark finally has his son.
Except the Kent household, contained on the back forty of the Kent farm, wherein one small blond is too busy cursing whoever happens to come in a twenty foot radius of the bed she's currently stuck in. Her mother, also blond but tall and elegant as well, is there, playing referee between the woman currently trying to give birth and the man who got her pregnant in the first place.
This has been going on since an hour before sunrise. The ease of Eirene's first pregnancy is just a distant memory now, this second baby is apparently larger and more energetic than the first, and determined to announce its presence in the most dramatic way possible.
Another hour passes, with the paternal grandmother now there and distracting the maternal grandmother in the kitchen with a basic lesson in making muffins, while the maternal grandfather has, unusually for him, taken over as the other birthing coach - apparently he was paying attention through some of the births of his many children.
Eirene is grateful for the support of both men.
And, finally, at 9:10 AM, four hours after she went into serious labor, her second child is born.
A boy, promptly named Jon Galen Kent.
Clark finally has his son.