Daughter? He tried to concentrate on the area between his legs, and sure enough he couldn't feel any male parts down there. So he apparently was a girl now. That would take getting used to, but so would everything else as a baby. He had literally just started a new life not even five minutes ago, after all.
"What will you call her?" a voice asked, probably a nurse.
"Mary Jacklyn", Heather answered. So Jake had a new name. He wasn't sure if he liked it or not, but he certainly liked Heathers' milk, so he concentrated on drinking from her breast rather than the adults' conversation.
He felt her warm skin on his and her huge hand holding him. It was just as safe and cozy as the womb, but a lot more interesting. Jake felt exhausted by the long birthing process. As he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly got picked up by someone who carried him somewhere else. He was weighted and measured and then he felt a sharp pain when a needle was poked into his leg. He decided he didn't like the hospital, no matter if this was medically necessary or not, so he cried for Heather as loud as he could. Nevertheless, he got poked a second time before they put a diaper and onesie on him. Wearing clothes felt really weird after being naked for nine months in the womb. Finally, Jake was brought back to Heather - mommy, now - and placed on her belly again. He immediately knew he was safe now and stopped crying. Wondering what growing up as Heather's child would be like, he drifted off to sleep.