- Now you turn up? - We've been waiting for you for 3 hours.
Marion was beside herself.
- Is she ok?
- It was not easy.
She's in her room, resting.
She's sedated.
- And the baby?
- In the incubator. He's small.
They had a tought time getting him out.
The epidural didn't work; she went through hell.
- Where were you? We left messages!
- I was caught in traffic.

Marion didn't understand, she was worried.
Since you were not here, I attented the operation.
It was not pretty. She bled a lot.
Fortunately they could perform a C-section.
Back in my days it would not have been so
fast and efficient...
As you know, I lost my first child.
Yes, you told me.
- Are you sure it's this one?
- Yes, he's tiny. Number 5.
- You're sure it's not that one on the left?
- I guarantee you it's Number 5.
Why? You don't like him?
- He looks so fragile...
- The midwife explained it to me.
The membrane was not playing its role so he stopped growing.
That's why he's small.
They noticed it early.
Otherwise he could have died in her belly.
I was told not to worry.
He should end up with normal weight and height.