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The Proposal
I twisted the band of my engagement ring around my finger. The diamond shone pink hues as the light hit it in just the right way. It was radiant cut with a side diamond on both sides.
The ring was beautiful, and far more than I ever would have expected. Edward had it inscribed with Hand Humper & Tinkerbella.
"Bella, Edward, ready to take another look at your baby?" my OB asked as she came into the exam room.
I was two weeks from my due date, and ready to explode.
The last time we were in to see the doctor, the baby was breech, so she offered to do another ultrasound.
I leaned back and Edward held my hand.
He was unbelievably attentive to me and the baby. Every night he would talk to him or her and kiss my belly. It was like love at first kick.
The doctor squirted the jelly on my abdomen and placed the wand to my belly. The sounds of our baby's heart beat echoed through the room.
That sound still ripped into me and made me want to cry like a freaking weak bitch, but it was my baby. That little heart beat proved he or she was living inside of me.
"You sure you two don't want to know what it is?" the doctor asked.
"Positive. We want to be surprised whenever it gets here," Edward answered for the both of us.
"Okay, I can understand that. Well, the baby is head down. You could go any day now and he or she would be just fine. The lungs are well developed."
She took a few more pictures of the baby to give to us before doing the exam.
I think other than the excessive weight gain; this was my least favorite part of pregnancy. My doctor with half her hand shoved way too far for comfort into my cooter. She pushed down on my stomach and I swore if she kept at it, the baby could just come out.
God damn, the pain was extreme.
"Ouch!" I yelped.
"Well, you are dilated to about two already. I doubt you will hold on until your due date." She pulled her hand out of me, thankfully, and helped me back to a sitting position. "All right, Bella, I want to see you back in five days to keep an eye on your dilation. If you start having contractions that are bothersome, because I would say you are having them already, just not feeling them, please feel free to call us, otherwise we will see you in next week."
She left and Edward helped me get my pants and shoes back on.
Being fat, well, pregnant - because Edward got mad then I called his baby fat - made it difficult to do much of anything.
"Ready to go home, babe?" Edward asked me as we headed out of the office.
"Don't you have to go back to work?" I asked. "Don't I have to go back to work?"
"Well, I'm your boss, and I'm giving you the rest of the day off. Plus, I told Duane that I would be working from home until after the baby is here."
"Edward, you don't have to do that."
"Yes, I do! You are about to be the mother of my child, and my wife. I must care of you. It's the caveman in me."
"Ah, Tarzan."
He smiled and kissed my nose. "I love you."
"I love you too, Edward." He pressed my back against the car and ran his hands through my hair before placing his lips on mine.
My body wanted him, begged to be touched by him. "Think it's still okay to have sex?" I asked him when he broke the kiss.
"She didn't say we couldn't," he said, winking his eyes at me.
Edward reached around me to open the car door and let me in. We were still having sex about once a week, for that I was thankful - that he still found me doable - but it didn't seem like enough for what my body craved.
I tapped my foot the whole ride home in anticipation. I needed him.
I had the car door open before Edward had the car in park. I started my slow ass waddle to the stairs and started walking up them. I was half way up when I felt warm fluid run down my legs.
"Fucker!" I yelled out.
"What baby? Are you okay?"
"I think I peed myself," I whined.
"Um, baby, that's a lot of water for some pee."
I grabbed my belly in pain and bent forward.
"Holy shit, Edward. I-I-I-I eiiiii owwww!"
Edward wrapped his arms around me and helped me get the rest of the way up the stairs.
The shooting pain slowly subsided. "I think my water broke, Edward. Call the doctor."
He sat me on the top step, holding on to me tightly and called the doctor.
I leaned into his body as he talked and the next contraction hit me.
Holy fucker! How did women do this shit for hours and hours without drugs? I needed some, like now. No, I needed them like five minutes ago before the pain started.
"Okay, baby. She said she will meet us there. She thought this might happen, but was hopeful it wouldn't. She said that you lost your plug or some shit in the exam."
"Edward, do something for me?" I tried to keep my voice level.
"Anything baby, just name it."
"Shut the fuck up!"
He nodded and helped me back down the stairs to the car.
He opened the back door and threw one of those dog training pads down onto the car seat. As jacked as that sounds, I told him I didn't want to ruin the car upholstery.
The pain continued the entire ride to the hospital.
I rested my head on the window of the car and cried. "Edward, we are never having sex again. This hurts so bad!"
He pouted, but didn't respond. At least he understood me before when I told him to shut the fuck up!
EPOV
I saw the blood on the end of the doctor's glove when she pulled it out of Bella. I had read a few of those 'what to expect when you are expecting' books, I knew what that meant.
It meant we would be having a baby soon. With Bella then dilated, it ensured there wouldn't be two more weeks to this horrific experience.
Don't get me wrong, I adored Bella with every ounce of my being, but she was unhappy and uncomfortable and I knew that she wanted it all over with. She was a strong woman, but she didn't take pregnancy well.
Once the puking stopped then the bitching started. She complained nonstop that none of the cute clothes fit her.
Thankfully, Alice found her a pregnancy boutique and Bella was again content. But then she stopped sleeping well, which meant, I didn't sleep well.
It was horrific.
I was happy it was over. Bella refused to walk down the aisle until she was baby fat free.
I feared we never would get married because she was huge, like really huge, but I had faith in her.
I drove us to the hospital, thankful the wood I had in my pants went soft as soon as I saw the five gallon bucket of water flow out from between her legs.
I knew I needed to call my mom, Alice, and Renee, and let them know the baby was on the way, I promised Bella I would call, but right now, I wanted it to be us. I wanted to take her to the hospital, hold her hand and be the one she looked to for support through the process.
"You fucking mother fucker!" Bella yelled at me through a contraction. She was a mess lying in the hospital bed.
I tried to hold her hand and rub her back, but she punched me. "You… you don't touch me ever again." Her leg kicked out in my general direction, but thankfully she missed me.
"Do you need anything?" I asked her in a quiet voice.
"I need this thing out of me!"
"Soon, baby."
"You don't get to call me baby again. You put this parasite in me, yet you don't have to suffer-ahhhh."
Even on Bella's worst day, I had never seen her so disheveled… and I didn't know what to do. At all!
"Do you want me to call Alice? Or your mom? Or my mom?"
"No!" she snipped at me like that was the stupidest question I could have ever asked.
"Well you said before-"
"That was before! Why couldn't you have just kept humping your hand instead of me?" She started to scream as another contraction overcame her.
"Maybe I will see if I can get a doctor for some pain meds?" She growled at me and I slid out of the room.
I ran my hands through my hair and looked back and forth down the hall until I found a nurse.
I ran straight at her and slid to a stop before running into the girl.
"My fiancé needs something for the pain. Please help me!"
She laughed. "Help you?"
"Yes! Do you not know how hard this is on me?"
"Do you not know how hard it is on her?" she asked placing her hand on her hip.
What was this? Give Edward shit day?
"I, uh, shit."
"I'm just messing with you, dad. I will have her doctor come in. Which patient?"
"Bella Swan, and please ask the doctor to hurry."
The nurse laughed at me as I headed back to Bella's room.
When I got back to the room, she was lying on her side, breathing deeply and rubbing her belly.
"Feeling better, baby?"
She grunted in response.
It was going to be a long way to ten centimeters.
BPOV
How did women ever have children before pain medicine?
I hadn't even started to try and push this watermelon out of my grape hole and I was already ready to die.
Fuck giving birth to a baby. This was birth to a fucking whale.
I was ready to shoot Edward and beyond thankful when he offered to go on the hunt for pain medicine.
Damn straight, he does something right for once!
By the time he came back, I had rolled over to see if that would help with the excessive pressure I was feeling. I lay on my side, rubbing my belly. I was sure my bare ass was showing to anyone that walked that way, but I didn't give a fuck.
It was fat and gross and in no time I would be on full display for everyone as this fucking whale came out of me.
Just that thought made me want to cry in future pain.
"Edward," I whined.
"Yes, baby?"
"Where is my pain medicine?" I demanded.
"The nurse said that she would get someone in here soon."
"It's taking too long. Edward Anthony Cullen, it is your ass if I have to continue to suffer."
I watched as he swallowed the lump in his throat, his adam's apple bobbing. Once I would have found that sexy. Now I found it gross. Everything about him was gross. He was gross because he did this to me.
There was a knock at the door and a very fuckable doctor came in with a nurse in tow.
His eyes were calming, almost to the point where I forgot about the pain.
"Is this Bella?"
I nodded. "Are you here to take care of my pain?"
"Yes, ma'am, I am. Now, I need you to sit up and arch your back."
"Doc, I couldn't sit if it was the only way to survival. This hurts so baaaa-aaaaaaaahhhhh."
Fucking contractions fucking sucked.
The doctor watched the contraction on the screen that was telling everyone the level of pain I was in.
"Well, do you want that pain to stop?"
"Yes."
"Then you have to sit up, okay?" he said as he got so very close to me. His eyes were calling to me.
"You have pretty eyes," I said with a smile.
"Why, thank you, now please, let's sit you up." He held his hand out to me and got me into a sitting position."
"Okay, dad," the fuckhot doctor said to Edward, "you need to stand over there so Bella can rest on you."
"I don't want him near me!" I yelled.
"You do if you want the pain to go away," fuckhot doc said.
"Fine. Come here, Edward," I snipped
I lay my head on Edward's chest and I tried to ignore the talking around me as well as the needle that pierced my skin.
"Okay, you can lie back down," the doctor said with a pat on my back.
Before leaning back, I leaned into Edward just a bit more and wiggled my face around on his chest. He ran his hands down my sides and kissed my head. As soon as I found his nipple, I did what I had planned on doing, and took a bite on that fucker.
Edward yelled something fierce and let go of me. I lay back on the bed, watching him hold on to his nipple, expressing the pain he was feeling.
I batted my lashes as the epidural started working to numb my pain. "Sorry, baby, just thought you should feel some pain too."
I continued batting my lashes because I couldn't help myself until I fell into a drug induced slumber.
I woke to mildly annoying pressure in my belly. I opened my eyes to Edward looking at me from the chair across the room.
"Hey," I said breathlessly.
"You done being violent?" he asked.
"Yeah, I think so."
He got up and made his way to my bedside and pushed the call button.
"Can I help you?" the nurse asked through the speaker.
"The doctor wanted to know when Bella was awake. She is now," Edward replied.
"Okay, I will let her know."
"How long was I asleep for?" I asked Edward, stretching.
"About two hours, but the doctor said you needed to rest." He kissed my forehead and ran his fingers along my cheek. "I love you, Bella."
"I love you too, Edward."
He kissed me again, but this time on the lips. I was ready to keep the kiss going to something more, but a knock on the door broke us apart.
The doctor came in and asked me to get my feet in the stirrups.
Fun!
She felt around and told me I was about seven centimeters.
Woo hoo! Three more to go.
She said she would get a nurse in to help move my position to assist with the dilation and that was the last thing I remembered.
Once I moved, I progressed to ten centimeters in no time.
Other than screaming from me and soothing words from Edward, the rest was a blur.
Pushing a baby out was far from fun. I felt like my insides were coming out of me. We were never doing this again. Not until Edward could be the one to give birth, this wasn't an option for us again.
"Push, Bella! Harder!"
"Keep pushing!"
"Ahhhhhhhhh."
Crying.
Beautiful baby crying.
Beautiful baby girl crying.
My baby was here.
A girl.
The world around me stopped spinning and I felt completely grounded as my baby girl was placed on my chest.
"She's beautiful," the doctor said.
"She is," Edward replied.
She was bloody and covered in goo, but she was undeniably beautiful.
"Do we know what we are naming her?" the doctor asked.
Edward and I talked limited about names. We figured we would decide when we saw what we got. The only thing we did agree on is whether it was a boy or girl, the middle name would share some reference to a cartoon.
"Harper Blossom Cullen, welcome to the world."
