9 Months
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Last time on 9 Months: And even if she was the only one of them who was freaking out, she knew he would be able to settle her nerves and uplift her spirits about becoming a mother. That's what husbands were for.
A/N: So after posting this more then a year and a half ago, it's finally done! To QuickStar, I'm sorry to say that there won't be a sequel to this. But I have a few other stories I'm working on, so be on the lookout for those. Enjoy!
Chapter 9: The Ninth Month
She went into labor at around nine in the morning, three days before her due date.
Even though they had constantly talked about what they were going to do when the baby came for the past few weeks, Mitsuru was still a basket case. It was both endearing and exasperating at the same time. When they were finally on the road, he had realized he'd forgotten her suitcase and his cell phone, so they had to go back. But despite those setbacks, they still managed to make it to the hospital.
Everything was fine for the first few hours since her contractions only came every thirty minutes. Mitsuru had called everyone while the nurse was helping her get settled, so the whole gang was there to support her.
Mahiru had thought a lot about whether or not she would take the epidural analgesia, and she decided she would take the natural route the first time. If they had more children later, she was definitely taking the pain relievers.
When her contractions began to be every two minutes, she wished she had taken the epidural. She had dubbed it The Pain in her head because the intensity could only be described using capital letters.
After a few minutes, she had a feeling that she had to push now, and almost did, until the nurse warned her not to until the doctor instructed her to. Mitsuru was holding her hand and brushing the hair out of her eyes, talking to her softly, and reassuring her everything would be all right. She had felt so grateful that he was there.
Finally, she was ten centimeters dilated and the contractions lessened to every three minutes. The doctor got ready and told her to push when a contraction came. It took a few pushes until she finally heard the words that meant this hell was almost over.
"I can see the baby's head!"
Another three pushes and she heard one of the greatest sounds in the world, her son crying for the first time. They cut the umbilical cord and let her hold him, but it was over too soon, as they had to clean him up and make sure everything was normal.
Now she sat in bed, holding her freshly bathed baby in a light blue blanket. Mitsuru had crawled in next to her and had his arms wrapped around both of them.
"Hi," she whispered affectionately to her child. "Hi there little Shiro. You know who I am don't you? I'm your mommy." His big brown eyes blinked up at her and her smile widened. "He has your eyes," she said to her husband.
Mahiru felt him kiss her shoulder before he said, "And he has your nose." She laughed quietly and moved so that they could hold their son together. "He's so perfect. I can't believe we made him."
"I know," she said and smiled even bigger. She didn't think she would ever stop smiling now.
Shiro looked at both of his parents and, as if he was satisfied with what he saw, yawned and snuggled into the arms cradling him.
They both laughed and watched their son fall asleep for the first time.
A/N: The end! I hope you all liked it. Thank you to everyone that read and reviewed, especially after my year hiatus. Or however long it took me to update. The baby's name is courtesy of both QuickStar and Azamiko, so thank you very much guys! Don't forget to leave one final review and thanks again!
"I don't know nothin' 'bout birthin' babies."
-Prissy, Gone With the Wind
