About the only thing I saw that wasn't already covered by others was this: So it pushed again, one last time with the last of its strength. With encouragement and some help from Nurse 47/H4, it finally broke free from its egg and fell onto the warm hatching floor, newly born.
‘Welcome little one, time for you to rest. I will bring food to help you recover’ said Nurse 47/H4. It could feel Nurse 47/H4 gently cleaning its skin. The tender and reassuring strokes of the nurse’s feelers were comforting to this new life. But for now all this newly born Many could do was recover. It had nothing left, all its strength gone. Yet still there was a lot to process and take in. There were new sights and smells to get used to and it was all too much for this new life, lying exhausted on the warm hatchling floor. Slowly, ever so slowly it closed its eyes.
Maybe a different phrase or two? It sounds like it's repeating repeating.