[ WP ] Life has an achievement system . Today , on the day of your child 's birth , as you hold them for the first time , you receive a new achievement . `` A Brush with Death '' . Description : Cross paths with the person who will kill you .

He was perfect. His skin was red and wrinkled and his cry was piercing, but it was perfect. I was so enamored with this amazing being that I had helped create from nothing I barely saw the small series of achievements that floated by the vision in my right eye. `` A Brush with Death'' came and went and barely registered. 
 `` You did it, honey,'' my husband gently kissed my clammy forehead and placed a hand over mine as we held our baby boy. The nurse, who had previously been cleaning up the birthing area, gave my arm a gentle pat before reaching for the child. 
 `` We just have to do some quick vitals on our new little man and then we'll bring him right back,'' she gave us a warm smile as she wrapped the baby in a blanket and left the room. 
 It was quiet, after everything that had taken place, the room stood still for the first time all day. Machines beeped rhythmically, morning doves cooed outside the hospital window and I felt tired... too tired. My eyes closed as the pace of the beeping increased. A part of me registered as my husband shook my hand, jarred my arm, mashed the nurses call button to get help, but another part of me was already gone. Slipping away into a quiet dark. 
'*It's okay, baby boy, you can have my life, it was always yours, *' that thought echoed through the blackness and then there was nothing and I was nothing.
