Chapter 4
'Push Ana!'
'No, no, I cant! I cant do this…I cant do this by myself…ahhhhhhhhhhh!'
'Good girl Ana…that's it once more'
'Ahhhhhhhhh!'
A baby's cry replaces my screams.
'He's here!'
'Is he ok?'
'He's perfect'
I slump back against the bed, trying to slow my breathing.
'Can I see him?'
'Here you are mommy'
The nurse places my son in my arms and at once the pain is gone. He is here. This is what I have been waiting for, not just for the past months…but my whole life. I use the towel he is wrapped in to clean some of the blood. His cries dim into gentle whimpers. I kiss his forehead and he opens his eyes. And then I am looking into the eyes of Christian Grey…and the tears come.
