Faintly, there came a voice – a soft, masculine voice whispering, chanting. I had the vague sensation of choking on something and of a dream slipping away from the edges of my consciousness. The voice grew louder, the chanting taking shape, forming a sound I recognised – my name.

“Stacey, Stacey wake up, wake up now Stacey. Stacey, you have a new baby boy!”

I have a new baby boy.

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