“Time!?” Alix exclaimed. The moment I’d been begging for for the past however many hours and maybe (if I dared to admit it) weeks was finally here and I was filled with fear. My baby was ready to make its entrance in the world.
“Yes Darling, time.” The doctor replied. “Have you decided to have the epidural?”
I shook my head. I didn’t want my baby drugged up when she arrived.
“Alright Darling, we’re going to take you out to the delivery room then.” She smiled at me as another contraction hit, and my hands rushed to my stomach. My parents and Tyler followed me into the room, Tyler holding my hand and reminding me to breathe the contraction through. Quite honestly, I wanted to slap him silly, but I’d never do that. He’d been a bigger help than I had even expected and I owed him. The contracted ended a few minutes later and I sighed happily, now into the room I was going to bring my baby into the world in. The nurse pulled two medal paddles out of the bed. “Prop your pretty little feet up here.” The doctor said, and the nurse stood by awaiting further instructions. I did as I was told, thankful Tyler had shaved my legs for me just the day before. I’d have to remember to tell him later. “Now we’re gonna wait for another contraction to hit and when it does, you’re going to start pushing.”
I nodded again. “Mummy?” I asked. I don’t remember the last time I called her that.
“Yes sweetie?” She replied, and I could tell she was shocked too.
“Stay here with me, just like Tyler? You and Daddy will stay with me?”
She nodded and Daddy came up behind her. “Of course sweetheart.” She replied, smiling a small smile.
It wasn’t long before another contraction hit. Daddy and Tyler took their places by my head, each taking a hand while Mum stood next to the doctor that was positioned between my legs.
“Alright Alix, I want you to take a nice deep breath and then push as hard as you can alright? If you want an epidural, I’ll need you to tell me immediately.” I nodded and let it all sink in. There was no more waiting. The moment was here. I breathed in deeply and pushed with all my might, squeezing Tyler and Daddy’s hands. I felt like a car was running over my lady parts, reversing and running over them again. I felt like a train had decided to derail and follow after the car. When breathing became absolutely necessary, I stopped pushing and took another deep breath.
“You're doing great Alixzandra.” I heard Mum say as I screamed. That seemed to help a little bit, I had to admit. Tyler leaned over and kissed my forehead. By the end of that push, Mum said the baby’s head was out, and then she gasped and covered her mouth.
I screamed as I pushed again, without being told to do so. “Stop pushing Mrs. Truett!” The healer nearly yelled, trying to stay calm. Their hands were adamantly trying to fix something near my privates. I saw my nurse hand her two clips, and then a few moments later they were returned to her. I felt something press against my thigh and I was told to push again. A push later, the baby was out.
I fell back on the bed and Tyler kissed my lips. “Amazing job Baby.” He whispered as he went down by my feet to cut the baby’s umbilical cord. All that could be heard was my heavy breathing, and a millisecond later, that registered to me. Shouldn’t a baby be crying? Wasn’t that how they breathed?
“What’s wrong with her!?” I screamed. “Why isn’t she crying?” No one answered me and I watched my baby being wheeled out of the room. “WHAT’S WRONG WITH MY BABY!?” I screamed.
The healer approached my bed. “Sweetie, calm down. She’s just not breathing all that well. She had the umbilical cord wrapped tightly around her neck and we had to deliver her through something we call ‘the somersault manuever’. She should be one hundred percent fine, but we’re taking her to get a few tests to make sure her breathing and heartbeat will remain at a healthy level. We’ve got healers specially trained to take care of her and she’s being taken to another room where they can keep a very close eye on her. This can happen sometimes, and I want you to know that 99% of the time, the babies are able to go home in just a few days.”
I was hyperventilating. I knew it but I couldn’t stop it. My whole body was exhausted and I knew I should be resting, but I couldn’t. Tears flowed down my face and I saw my mother cover her mouth again. Daddy wrapped a shoulder around her and I felt Tyler’s hand go limp in mine. I looked over to him to see him crying too, head bowed slightly. I noticed spots in front of my eyes, black spots, making parts of my vision disappear. Before I knew it, all I could see was darkness.
A/N: I would like to remind you guys to be nice in your reviews. I'm not a mother. I never have been and I won't be for awhile. I want to finish college first. So therefore, these next few chapters might not be as realistic as I'd like them to be. You can politely tell me in a review, if you'd like to help me make them more realistic. But please, no flames. Thank you for reading!
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