The thunder bellowed loud and strong as the rain poured heavy....
In the mean streets of London in a tiny house Mr Bloomwood was running around the small house trying to find any blankets they could spare for his wife who was in that moment in labour with their son.

'come on hunny you can do it , only a few more pushes to go come on your so strong you can do it!' he kneels next to her holding her hand tightly , she had been in labour for what seemed like hours with their son, it was a miracle she had fallen pregnant in the begining and he would do anything to make sure everything went well unaware of what was going to happen.

'One more push hunny ,i can see him'

Mrs Bloomwood pushed as hard as she could giving birth to their new son, the sound of the newborn crying filled the room and brought tears to both their eyes as Mr Bloomwood cleaned up thier new born boy as best he could with what they had and in doing so noticing what looked like a half moon mark on his son's hip, he shrugged it off as nothing as he wrapped his son in the blanket bringing him to his wife.

'Look at him , isn't he gorgeous' he smiles as he looks down at his wife and new born

'What should we call him?'

His wife looks down at the newborn in her arms and smiles ' Rumen......Rumen Bloomwood'