Life After High School. Is It Scary? You Bet.
By Risty Maskell and Silver15
Disclaimer: You really want to know? Well I can't tell you.
Summary: Damn it. I am not saying one derogatory word.
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About five days after I had rung Emma at the hospital, she called from Damon's to say she was out of hospital. I was very happy. I was now, newly into my eighth month of pregnancy. I feeling really good, the morning sickness had finally gone and the weird hunger pangs were finished. The mood swings stayed though, but that was expected, that was what Gina had said anyway. It was about three days after Emma rang that I felt the first contraction.
It was the middle of the night, and I was restless. I had had a few phantom contractions. So when I felt the first, I didn't really worry. But every fifteen minutes, they ripped through me. I turned over, trying to ignore the pain. But soon it got too unbearable. I shook Frodo awake.
"Wha..? Jamie, sweety, what's wrong?"
"Frodo, I-I think the baby's coming."
That got him out of bed. He gently pulled me up to my feet and led me out the door. I groaned as another contraction ripped through. Frodo kept reassuring me.
'It's okay, you're fine, Jamie. Don't worry. Boromir! Help!"
Boromir came out of his room, with a sleepy look on his face. When he saw me, he went berserk. He helped Frodo get me down the stairs and out the door safely. Then Frodo rushed back in and phoned Dr. Elliot. Then they drove the cart down toward the surgery. Gina met us at the door.
"Jamie, come with me, it's okay. How far apart are the contractions?"
I groaned. "About four minutes."
"Okay, come on. Let's get you in to the theater." She sat me in a wheel chair and wheeled me into the room. Frodo followed, Boromir stayed outside. Gina, Elliot and Frodo all had on the sterilized gowns and masks.
I was trembling. The doctors began their little job of getting the damn kid out of me. They kept telling me to push and I did. I was in the theater for four hours.
(Frodo's POV)
Jamie went into theater and I followed. I was there to hold her hand and tell her she was doing well and all that. I was excited, and worried, and scared all at the same time. Four hours later, Our beautiful baby girl, Arianwen Brooke Baggins, was born, healthy and beautiful. She had Jamie's blue eyes and my dark brown hair. She was perfect in every way. Jamie looked exhausted. I'll bet she was. Bringing another life into the world and all. I went out and told Boromir and he congratulated me and Jamie. I decided to wait until morning before ringing Emma and Billee and Julia and Jake and everyone else. It was only four am. Too early to ring anyone.
I stayed in Jamie's room all night, watching her sleep. It took me an hour to get to sleep myself, because, I was just so happy. My daughter was taken to the nursery and was reported as healthy as could be expected.
The next morning, I woke up at around eight o'clock. Boromir had gone back to Bag End to get some sleep, Jamie was still sleeping. She looked so sweet. I decided to ring all our friends. Starting, of course, with Emma. I rang Damon's number. Benny answered.
"Hello?" he answered in a sleepy voice.
"Benny, it's Frodo, Jamie's husband."
"Oh hey Frodo, what's up?"
"Jamie had her baby last night."
"Oh my god! Congratulations, man!" I could tell Benny was really happy.
"Do you mind if I talk to Emma, tell her?"
"Hold on, I'll just get her."
There were some muffled voices.
"Hello? Frodo?"
"Hello, Emma."
"What's wrong? Is something wrong with Jamie?" She began to sound worried.
"No. Not at all. I just called to tell you that Arianwen Brooke Baggins entered the world, healthy and screaming."
On the other end of the line, I heard Emma gasp.
By Risty Maskell and Silver15
Disclaimer: You really want to know? Well I can't tell you.
Summary: Damn it. I am not saying one derogatory word.
**************************************************************************** **********
About five days after I had rung Emma at the hospital, she called from Damon's to say she was out of hospital. I was very happy. I was now, newly into my eighth month of pregnancy. I feeling really good, the morning sickness had finally gone and the weird hunger pangs were finished. The mood swings stayed though, but that was expected, that was what Gina had said anyway. It was about three days after Emma rang that I felt the first contraction.
It was the middle of the night, and I was restless. I had had a few phantom contractions. So when I felt the first, I didn't really worry. But every fifteen minutes, they ripped through me. I turned over, trying to ignore the pain. But soon it got too unbearable. I shook Frodo awake.
"Wha..? Jamie, sweety, what's wrong?"
"Frodo, I-I think the baby's coming."
That got him out of bed. He gently pulled me up to my feet and led me out the door. I groaned as another contraction ripped through. Frodo kept reassuring me.
'It's okay, you're fine, Jamie. Don't worry. Boromir! Help!"
Boromir came out of his room, with a sleepy look on his face. When he saw me, he went berserk. He helped Frodo get me down the stairs and out the door safely. Then Frodo rushed back in and phoned Dr. Elliot. Then they drove the cart down toward the surgery. Gina met us at the door.
"Jamie, come with me, it's okay. How far apart are the contractions?"
I groaned. "About four minutes."
"Okay, come on. Let's get you in to the theater." She sat me in a wheel chair and wheeled me into the room. Frodo followed, Boromir stayed outside. Gina, Elliot and Frodo all had on the sterilized gowns and masks.
I was trembling. The doctors began their little job of getting the damn kid out of me. They kept telling me to push and I did. I was in the theater for four hours.
(Frodo's POV)
Jamie went into theater and I followed. I was there to hold her hand and tell her she was doing well and all that. I was excited, and worried, and scared all at the same time. Four hours later, Our beautiful baby girl, Arianwen Brooke Baggins, was born, healthy and beautiful. She had Jamie's blue eyes and my dark brown hair. She was perfect in every way. Jamie looked exhausted. I'll bet she was. Bringing another life into the world and all. I went out and told Boromir and he congratulated me and Jamie. I decided to wait until morning before ringing Emma and Billee and Julia and Jake and everyone else. It was only four am. Too early to ring anyone.
I stayed in Jamie's room all night, watching her sleep. It took me an hour to get to sleep myself, because, I was just so happy. My daughter was taken to the nursery and was reported as healthy as could be expected.
The next morning, I woke up at around eight o'clock. Boromir had gone back to Bag End to get some sleep, Jamie was still sleeping. She looked so sweet. I decided to ring all our friends. Starting, of course, with Emma. I rang Damon's number. Benny answered.
"Hello?" he answered in a sleepy voice.
"Benny, it's Frodo, Jamie's husband."
"Oh hey Frodo, what's up?"
"Jamie had her baby last night."
"Oh my god! Congratulations, man!" I could tell Benny was really happy.
"Do you mind if I talk to Emma, tell her?"
"Hold on, I'll just get her."
There were some muffled voices.
"Hello? Frodo?"
"Hello, Emma."
"What's wrong? Is something wrong with Jamie?" She began to sound worried.
"No. Not at all. I just called to tell you that Arianwen Brooke Baggins entered the world, healthy and screaming."
On the other end of the line, I heard Emma gasp.
