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Stetson and scratched his head.
    “Twelve pounds, I think.”
    “And you didn’t tell me that?” Aliya asked, struggling to get out of her chair.
    Kolby helped her up.
    “Is that important?”
    Aliya hit him on the arm.
    “Of course that is important. I can’t push a twelve pound baby out of me.”
    Kolby rubbed his arm.
    “Ouch, you’re strong. Where are you going?”
    “I have to pee again,” Aliya said. She heard Sonya laughing at her as she left the room.

Chapter Ten
    Kolby Louis Patterson, Junior was born August 1 st at 1:00 am. His equally eager to be born cousin, Hale Morris Christian, Junior was born two hours later. Both she and Genieva shared a recovery room. They both also had to have Cesareans. Kolby, Junior weighed in at twelve pounds. Hale, Junior weighed eleven pounds. Doctor Pritchard was so proud since he successfully delivered both babies.
    Aliya woke up first.
    Genieva woke up several minutes later.
    Kolby slept in one chair and Hale slept in another like both of them had physically delivered babies.
    “How can they sleep when I feel like the bottom of my stomach has dropped out?” Genieva asked.
    “Feels like I’ve been cut from my T to my A,” Aliya said. “And have you seen the boy? He’s one big papoose.” She wondered what Kolby would look like in a loin cloth and feathers. No, that was too much to ask. She’d probably just end up pregnant again if they role played.
    “No, I haven’t seen him yet. I was too busy in labor with his cousin. Little Hale has brown hair like his father and blue eyes. He looks like a sumo wrestler.”
    Aliya chuckled. “Ouch, don’t make me laugh.”
    Genieva laughed and groaned too.
    Hale woke up first. “What are you gals laughing at?”
    “Our big sons,” Genieva said.
    “I’ve seen both of them,” Hale said. “Kolby and I will have to sell a lot of cattle just to feed them.”
    “Are you going to breast feed too?” Genieva asked Aliya.
    “Yes,” Kolby answered for her.
    Aliya scowled. “I thought you were asleep.”
    “I was. Then I heard the word breast.” He sat up and yawned. “When are they bringing the babies in?”
    “I don’t know,” Aliya said. “I barely know where I’m at. Did I scream much?”
    “No,” Kolby answered. “You just squeezed my hand hard. That’s when the anesthetist came in and sedated you.”
    Genieva laughed and groaned again.
    “I went in asking for drugs.”
    The door opened and two nurses entered with little incubators.
    “Time for their feeding,” one of the nurses announced. She handed Aliya her bundle of joy. She helped Aliya take out a breast and Kolby, Junior latched on and began sucking.
    “Look at him go,” Hale said excitedly.
    The other nurse did the same for Genieva.
    Aliya heard Hale, Junior smacking all the way over to her side of the room.
    Kolby chuckled. “He sounds like Hale guzzling beer.”
    “We’ll be back to get them later,” the nurse said. Both of them left.
    Kolby came over to watch. He ran a finger through the baby’s jet black hair. “He’s beautiful. You did well.”
    “Thanks,” Aliya said. “I think I’ll keep him.”
    “You were thinking about giving him away?” Kolby asked.
    Aliya nodded.
    “I got tired of peeing.”
    “Don’t make me laugh,” Genieva said on the other side of the room. “I was thinking the same thing.”
    “He looks a lot like Marissa, but I think he’s going to have brown eyes instead of blue,” Kolby said.
    “Did you think I was capable of producing a blue-eyed child?” Aliya asked.
    “No,” Kolby answered. “And he has a permanent tan. He won’t have to sunbathe like me.”
    “I liked looking at your butt that day,” Aliya admitted. “I’m sure his future wife will have no complaints.”
    Little Hale began to cry.
    “How much milk do you want, little boy?” Genieva asked. “I am not a moo cow.”
    Little Kolby hadn’t come up for air yet.
    “I think he’s going to be tall,” Aliya said. “And he has a