"Oh my God Jack. Jack this was the worst idea ever. Jesus, pain, you know, although I mean.. Christ, you wouldn't know you haven't tried to push a melon through your lady parts. Oh GOD! I feel like your baby is trying to rip my entire vagina in half. It burns Jack. Make it stop. Make it stop!"
The delivery room nurses smother their laughs as Jack rolls his eyes, wishing for the ramble to end. He reaches out, slipping his hand in hers and stepping closer to the bed.
He can tell that she's not listening to the midwife, tears are streaming down her face and she's gripping his hand so hard he fears she's going to crush it. He leans forward, pressing his cheek against hers and whispers in her ear "I know you can do this. I know it hurts. I know baby, and I wish that I could make it stop or do something but you're so nearly there Lemon. Just a few more pushes and you'll have done it Liz. I'm so incredibly proud of you already, and I know you can make it. And then you'll be a Mom."
He presses a kiss to her cheek and against her hair, kissing anywhere he can reach until finally, finally the sound of an ear splitting cry fills the air and the pressure from her hand suddenly releases. She sobs in breaths and he watches as the nurse's sweep the baby away. His eyes flick from the bustle of nurses to her face which is red. Her eyes are on the other side of the room, watching intently at the nurses clean the baby. Jack moves forward slightly so he can brush his nose against hers
"Thank you." His words are low and she's the only one in the room that can hear them and that can see the tears in his eyes. She smiles up at him, tired and exhausted and she's strumming with anticipation.
When the nurses come back to her and hand her their newborn she's shaking with emotion and she never thought it would be like this. She stares down, eyes noting down every inch of pink perfect skin, Jacks finger softly brushing against it. She's amazed by everything, and she closes her eyes breathing deeply, relishing the moment.