Chapter 5
Months have passed and Celia could go into labor anyday now. She was experiencing false labor pains and experiencing waves of other symptoms that come along with getting ready to deliver. "Everytime I think I'm gonna have this baby, my body says no"! Celia was getting anxious and angsty as the due date grew near. "Celia, you need to relax, it's not good to stress". Her mother tried to tell her; however, she wouldn't listen. "Angelica you must cooperate with mommy" she said as she was going through waves of false labor again. "Ahhhhh errrrrggghhhh'! The pains hit again. "Let her walk around Mike" her mother suggested. Mike helped her up and walking around thier house.
She walked around only to grow exausted from all the weight she was carrying. She sat back down. "Celia, you must relax these last few weeks are the most important". Her mother reminded her. "I'm fine, mother"! She snapped back "Celia, it's not good for the baby if you stress like this". Her mother was only looking out for her and the baby's best interests. "We're fine, thank you mother". She insisted. She was thankful that her mother was here to help her and Mike with the baby; however, she was getting quite annoyed with her at this point.
"Please Mrs. Mae, she's been through enough already". Mike tried to shoo away her mother as well. "Celia, little do
you know I went through that same pain having you, so don't try to act like you all know everything kiddos". Her mother plugged. "Kiddos"? she asked and gave her mother an evil glare. "MICHAEL.. IT HURRTTSS"! she yelped "Move around, Celia, move around". Her mother suggested. "WHY"?! she cried. "Celia, your body is getting ready to deliver the baby". Her mother told her. "Angelica may come sooner than expected". Mike said anxiously. "Stop it Mike, your not making matters any better"! She spat.
"Celia you need to breathe and relax" her mother tried to help her. Celia was distressed and anxious yet again. "Well at least we have our things packed just in case Angelica decides to come sooner than expected". Her mother reminded her. "Yeah well if these pains don't stop"! "UGGGHHHH" she cried. "Celia, it's best if you relax". Her mother suggests yet again. "Why can't I have this baby now"? she asked in despair "Celia, you are experiencing false labor, the contractions will come and go and will come closer to each other as it gets closer to the due date". Her mother reminded her. "She knows that". Mike told her "She's just nervous". He tried to put her mother at ease.
"Mother, I love you and everything but you are becoming a little overbearing don't you think"? She asked her. "Do you want me to leave"? Her mother asked annoyed. "I'm not telling you to leave, I'm just asking you to let us have our space". She told her mother. "Well Celia, do you want my help or not"? She asked agitated. "Of course I want your help, but you don't need to keep worrying everytime I have pain or whatnot". She told her mother.
At this point Celia was about ready to choke her mother and her husband. "Breathe in, breathe out" her mother suggested. "I know that". Celia was growing impatient, she just wanted to bring thier child into the world and have no more pains. "Celia it's going to be okay, she will come when she decides she gets bored in that womb". Mike cracked another joke. "Not funny Michael, you know you are going to help deliver this baby as well". Celia hissed back. "How"? He asked "Maybe with your hands" Celia sarcastically replied.
*Celia's Point of View*
I was lying in bed and the pressure was even less bearable than standing up. I couldn't sleep meaning I was going through false labor pains again, or was this real labor? I couldn't tell. All I knew was that the pains were getting closer and closer together. Baby Angelica was coming at anytime. Just rememeber to breathe. I reminded myself as the pains were coming faster.
I wanted to fight off the pain but I couldn't yelp, scream, or get up without waking anyone. I couldn't tell whether or not this was it, or was this more false labor. As I tried to relax I couldn't help but wonder how much longer I would have to wait. I poked Mike while he was fast asleep "Michael, wake up" Celia motioned him to do. 'What, what is it shmoopsie". He replied while he was half asleep. "I can't stand it anymore, I can't stand the pains" she cried. "Cee, just relax and try to sleep" he suggested. "What if this is the real thing"? she asked frantically. "Relax, and just go to sleep". Mike tried to relax her.
The next morning I feel a cold wet sensation in my pants. "Michael! Michael! Michael!, We have to go to the hosptial"!
"OH MY GOSH CELIA"! He panicked "Michael Waswoski My water has broken get in the car" I grabbed his keys and threw them at him. Everyone including my mother all raced in the car and drove to the hospital as soon as we could. "AAAAAAHHHHHHH IT'S REAL LABOR, IT'S REAL LABORRRRRRRRRRRR"! I screamed in pain "Celia, breathe" my mother tried to tell me. "Yeah well if Michael Wazowski doesn't drive faster, I'm gonna have this baby in the car""! I scolded him. Finally, we arrived at the hospital and I was admitted to a delivery room and was all situated. A maternity nurse came arrived. "Finally, can I have this baby like now"?! I asked in desperation. "Not quite, we have to monitor yours and baby's vital signs and measure your decibels". the nurse explained "My decibels"? I asked not sure of everthing; afterall this was our first child. "Yes, your labor pain decibel frequency" I looked around until I felt another shooting pain in my lower back and in my pelvis" "ooooowwww someone helpppppp" I nurse was away for the moment and I was left with Mike and my mother. Of course my mother had to play her own little version of nurse and turned on the television and tried to give me a massage. "Sit back and relax, they say it's the best thing to do". She suggested.
Finally the nurse came back and measured the cervix "In just a few minutes we can start pushing" the nurse said while another wave of pain shot again. The pains were closer and closer together. I couldn't stand the pain and the contractions. "Have you decided on a name for the baby"? the nurse asked me as a way to distract me from the pain. "Angelica" I answered "Okay, your're at 7 cm almost time to begin pushing". The nurse said. I began to do deep breathing in anticipation of real excruciating labor pain. "Okay Celia pretty soon" the nurse said and turned to Mike and handed him disposable scrubs, gloves and a hospital cap. "What is this"? he asked "What do you think it is? Get dressed husband don't think you're getting off this easy". She ordered him. As he went to the small restroom in the hallway, The nurse, was prepping for the birth of the baby. "Oucchhhhhh" was all that came out my mouth a little more than a whimper. "Any minute now, just breathe". My mother reminded me. Finally Mike was back in his delivery garb and the nurse kept monitering the cervix. "We're almost there, almost there at 9 cm". The nurse reminded me. "OWWWWWW AHHHHHHHHHHHHH HELLLLLPPPPPPPP"! "She's coming, stand back"! Mike rushed over to my hospital bed and started to assist in the delivery of the baby. The nurse was standing near me and Mike "Celia I'm going to ask you to start pushing"
I pushed with as much strength as had. The nurse motioned Mike to stand beside her in the delivery process my mother was sitting next to me telling me to relax all while pushing a baby out of my body. "Celia, come on push". The nurse ordered. "IM PUSHIIINNGGGGG"! I tried much harder this time all while trying not to harm myself or my baby. "Keep pushing, we have a foot" The nurse updated us. I pushed and pushed all while I felt a wave of joy and anxiety rolled into one. "Ahhhhhhhh" I screamed in pain as I grabbed the hospital bed railing so tight my knuckles turned white. "We have two feet, okay Celia one more big push and baby Angelica well meet her mother". The nurse updated us once again. This time my mother, Mike, and the nurse was motioning me to push once more. I pushed with all my might and screamed the loudest I've ever screamed that it could have been mistaken for a roar. "Hello World, She's here"! the nurse finaly said and motioned Mike to clamp the umbilical cord and cut it. All bloody and beautiful my baby was finally brought into the world. "We did it Celia, we're finally parents" Mike said with a bloody scrub and gloves "Yes, we did and you didn't pass out". I said proudly as my baby was being washed up and weighed. "6 pounds 11 ounces" The nurse said as the baby was finally getting all ready and dressed in the onesie provided by the hospital. While the baby was being showed off Mike and I were getting ready to be sent my post natal hosptial room. We were being helped by a postnatal doula to assist us with the first few postpartum weeks.
Once we were freshened up, the nurse and the postnatal doula assisted us into the postnatal ward. The doula assisted me into a wheelchair and handed me baby Angelica while my mother and Mike followed us into the room. The doula handed me a box of postpartum sanitary napkins and some other necessities that both me and the baby will need. As soon as we were settling in, we were finally situated the doula was making sure me and the baby were properly fed, hydrated, and well taken care of.
The baby in thier lives brough both Mike and Celia a new kind of joy in thier lives. They were both happy together; however, thier child was the most special event that happened. Celia and Mike were in the car bringing Angelica home from the hospital. Angelica was too cute to be called a monster, a baby monster with one eye,pink hair and pointy ears. "Do you think she will grow up to be a scarer"? Celia asked. "Only time will tell, only time will tell". Mike replied.
For now she was in her bassinet resting and dreaming away.