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Chapter 7
Everything gets confusing after that. I remember my dad looking for a taxi like crazy, while my mom holds me and tries to find the number of Dr. Hering at the same time. After my water broke, I couldn't remember having a break from the pain.
Katheryn
My god! My Bay goes and gets pregnant, I discovered her pregnancy yesterday, and today she is in labor. What is this? An episode of "I didn't know my daughter was pregnant?"
John
My God! How I wanted to take away the pain away from Bay! I wanted my baby girl at home right now, safe and painless. If I could go back in time and have that little girl running and dragging a rabbit around the house and rushing to hug me whenever I came home from work. If only I could go back to the happy moments. But, that won't happen. I have to stay strong because my baby girl is having a baby of her own. And she needs me right now.
Bay
I think I'm dying! There's so much pain. I can't think straight. I'm mixing German with English; the nurses don't understand what I'm saying and started to ignore me. Dr. Hering has not arrived; my mom is approaching with a glass with ice. She brought it to me. I picked up the glass and I started to throw ice to the nurses. They need to give me something for the pain right now. I can't stand the pain anymore. Damn! I just hit the forehead of a nurse and she didn't look very happy about it.
Dr. Hering arrived, after meeting my parents she begins to examine me. I think now it's time for some pain medication but, then she begins to speak in English.
"Bay, sorry! But, you are already at 9 cm of dilatation and there's no time for the epidural. Who is going to be with you in the room? You can only have 1 person in here with you."
I start to cry. I will not endure this pain alone. My mom holds my hand, and my dad takes the sweaty hair from my face. The despair on his face makes me see that despite everything, he stills loves me. With my parents by my side, I begin to think that maybe everything will be alright. My dad kisses me on my forehead and says:
"Come on, sweetie. You can do this. You are not alone, baby. We are here for you."
"Dad, I love you so much. I'm so sorry for everything I've put you through." More tears fall down my face and I can't seem to control them.
"You need to focus on the baby, Bay. Focus on the baby. Now! I know you can do this. I love you." He walks out the door with a look of despair on his face.
Dr. Hering begins to speak:
" Bay, I need you to calm down! For the baby's sake. Don't spend your energy crying. Soon you will start to push and it will consume all your energies. So, you need to save them for the delivery. Soon, Bay, you will have your baby in your arms and everything will be alright. You're strong! You can do this! I know you can! Just, take a deep breath and exhale. I'll get everything for the baby's arrival, since the baby it's only two weeks earlier, he might not even need an incubator."
As the doctor leaves the room. I start to breathe deeply and exhaling, while my mom holds my hand. Suddenly she looks at me like she just realized something. She tightens my hand and with wide eyes she asks:
"Bay, is this baby Ty's?" It was more a statement than a question.
"Mom! I can't talk right now. It hurts too much. And the doctor said that I need to stay calm. So, just please. Not now."
"Of course, Bay! You are right. I'm sorry. But, soon you will have to answer me. But, it can wait. For now."
After that, I only remember a lot of people around me. My mom behind me, by my side all the time, holding me. The urge to push was too strong to hold it in. So, I started to push with everything that I have in me. After what seemed like an eternity, I hear a beautiful cry, filling the room. My beautiful, strong and brave baby. My baby was born. After waiting for so long to hold him, he was finally here. In my arms, where he belongs.
