Early Gift

She said that it was an early gift. But all I could do was cry.
I don't really know what to do now. This baby is so tiny. I have never seen anything so small in my life - well, not a human. So small.
And I am so scared.
Will she live?
Sooo small.
Will she be ok if she lives?
So many emotions coursing through me. I don't know what to do.
Tears are streaming down my face as I am sitting in that cold, steel bed and nobody pays attention to me.
I did my part and already, people gowned up with gloves and masks were standing at the foot of my bed just waiting for her to come out.
This was the easiest birth on my body - but I never cried like this before.
The second she was out, they took her. I got a glimpse, that is all.
Early gift?
Is that woman crazy? What is she talking about?
Disaster. That is more like it.
I am afraid.
They all are around the table where the baby is. They are doing all kinds of things but I can't see. a wall of backs is towards me.
They are surrounding my baby.
She is mine.
I want her with me.
But I am sitting alone, crying alone.
They are busy, whispering to each other.
What are they saying?
Talk to me!!!
I need to know what is going to happen!

this is a freewrite to this prompt: https://peakd.com/hive-161155/@mariannewest/day-978-5-minute-freewrite-thursday-prompt-early-gift

Just in case you are wondering - this is fiction. I had three children, all born at home and weighing over 8 lbs. But I was with my sister in law when she gave birth to a tiny premie baby