Choosing the name
Choosing the Name Waiting in the hospital, Peter was a little tense , but happy as well. The doctors had informed him that his wife was going to have a baby. So he sat on the bench, and prayed for everthing to go fine. The look on his face communicated that he was going through some sort of labour himself. the tension converted to sweat on hisforehead..... which moistened his skin, wrinking it a bit. He waited for the door to open, for some one to walk out..... there were just noises he heard inside. Finally, there was a creak, the door opened and the doctor came out. He walked up to him , there was no expression on his face. As he looked at the tall doctor who stood in front of him, the doctors face lit up with a smile and he said "You're a father". Phew! A mixture of joy and releif came over his face, as the nurse haded the child over to him - a boy.