Pain. That's all I could feel. As I laid in the hospital bed, I was anxious and terrified at all that was taking place. Monitors all around me. Nurses telling me what was fixing to happen. The only thing that comforted me was the familiar faces around me which were Delly and my mother. Another searing wave of pain hit. I screamed through my teeth gripping the sides of the bed.

"Katniss, just take some deep breaths and relax." My mother said rubbing my leg.

"It hurts so much." I gritted through my teeth.

"I know it does but you need to try to relax."

I continued taking deep breaths until it finally passed over. This was the worst pain I've ever been in. I don't think I'm ever going to do this again.

"Where's Peeta?" I asked noticing that he still wasn't here.

"He should be here any minute, Kat. Just relax and breathe." Delly said giving me another ice chip.

I chewed it slowly and leaned back wanting to cry. I wanted him here so badly. But I couldn't be angry at him. I knew he was trying his best to get here before I have our baby. I jumped when the door opened. Another nurse walked in with a clipboard.

"Hello Katniss, I'm just going to check you baby's heart rate and how your contractions have been progressing."

I nodded as she checked the long piece of paper with lines going up and down. She wrote down some things while looking. The next thing I knew, she had a concerned look on her face.

"Is there a problem, nurse?" My mother asked before I could.

"It seems the baby hasn't been having a very good heart rate for the last couple of minutes." The nurse said getting the contraption to call the doctor.

She spoke so softly that I barely could make out what she said. All I knew is that this situation was very scary. The doctor rushed in and the nurse quickly told him what was going on. The worried looks on everyone's faces left me in panic mode.

"Okay Katniss, here's what I'm going to do. If your baby's heart rate continues to progress like this, we're just going to have to deliver you by emergency cesarean, okay?" The doctor explained reading the charts.

I nodded still in panic. Was my baby going to die? Am I doing something wrong? All these questions with very little answers. I felt tiny movements inside me as if she was telling me it was going to be okay. After the nurse and doctor left, I looked over at Delly and my mother with tears streaming down my cheeks.

"What am I going to do?"

"Oh Katniss, it's going to be alright. Everything is going to turn out fine. Her heart rate will get stronger, I promise." My mother said grabbing my hand.

"She's right, Katniss. Your baby is strong. She'll make it." Delly said.

I wiped my eyes smiling at them. Suddenly, another wave of pain hit. It wasn't a contraction though. It was more than a contraction.

"Call the doctor now!"

...

I awoke groggily seeing Peeta right in front of me. I could feel oxygen tubes on my nose as I opened my eyes. He smiled at me.

"Hello Katniss, have a nice nap?"

"Peeta! When did you get here?" I said reaching out as far as I could to hug him.

"When they took you into surgery. You were already asleep. I'm sorry I wasn't here earlier."

"You have nothing to be sorry about. I'm just glad you made it. Where is our daughter at?"

"Oh, she's beautiful, Katniss. She's in the nursery unit right now, but the nurses will bring her here very soon."

I was relieved to hear my daughter was doing well at this point. I was very anxious to meet her.

"Peeta?"

"Yes Katniss?"

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For convincing me to have her. This little miracle."

"And thank you for agreeing to have her. This little miracle."

We shared a kiss then anxiously waited meeting our daughter.

...

She was perfect. She was everything I dreamed of. She is the most beautiful gift I have ever received. Everything about her was perfect. Peeta thought so too. He couldn't take one eye off of her. Delly and my mother were happy for us as well.

"What are you going to name her, Katniss?" Delly asked me first off.

"Willow. It's perfect for her. She's my little Willow."

And through all this happiness, I was a little scared too. What if I was a bad mother? What if something happens to her and everything falls apart? I couldn't think like that. I needed to be strong. For her. My little Willow.

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Hey everyone! Sorry about having to delete the last story :( I started having issues with updating and stuff :( So, I'm just gonna start over new! Tell me what you think about this! Should I continue or not? I plan to make the other chapters longer, so, if you think this one is too short, longer chaps are coming :) Please review! :) xo