Chapter 24

"Girl you better keep those eyes closed I'm warning you." Paul said…I said, "I can't see where I'm going…I'm 6 months pregnant and can barely see my feet, and now you're trying to take my vision away from me…" Paul said, "Woman, will you chill out, I'm not going to let anything happen. Just trust me." I said, "I trust you, I just don't trust your motives…something's going on, you're being awful sneaky about something…you've been dodging me all day." Paul's huge hand was covering my eyes with mine on top of his one and his other hand was in the small of my back steering me up the stairs.

We stopped and I heard him turn something on…he said, "You're eyes are still closed right?" I said, "Yes, honey…I promise…what's going on?" He said, "You are not a patient woman did you know that?" I said, "Yup, I'm also stubborn and getting ready to kick you like a donkey in about 5 seconds if you don't tell me what's going on…" Paul said, "Patients is a virtue…"

I said, "Well good for virtue, cause I have none. I'm irritable, tired, cranky, and fat…Paul Michael Levesque…I'm warning you..." Paul got closer up behind me and kissed my ear and neck and said, "You're not fat, you're having my baby…and I think you're beautiful." I said, "You're just saying that…" Paul said, "No I mean it…you know I wouldn't say it, if it wasn't true. Now, move your hands off of mine and open your eyes..."

I said, "Five right?" Paul said, "What?" I said, "All I see is five fingers, and one has a really pretty silver band on it…" Paul said, "Well I'm glad to see you're sense of humor hasn't escaped you yet with all this pregnancy insanity." I was laughing and Paul pulled his hand away…and we were standing in the baby's room…and I had tears sliding down my face…

The room was white with lavender clouds all over the walls it was so beautiful, he had the crib and changing tables all set up and stocked with diapers, baby wipes and everything I could possibly need…it was full of soft toys and just everything…I said, "Paul, it's so beautiful, I can't believe you did this." Paul said, "I'm glad you like it…I was a little apprehensive about it, cause I know with your mood changes, I thought you wouldn't like it."

I said, "How could I not…it's so great..." I turned around and wrapped my arms around him and said, "I love you…and I can't wait to get this kid out of me, he's kicking the crap out of me." Paul said, "I know I can feel it against my stomach…wow, maybe he's going to be a football player…"

Paul put his hand on my belly and the baby automatically stopped kicking…for some reason every time the baby was kicking me, as soon as Paul touched my belly the baby would stop…like he knew it was Paul, I guess that's their first bond..

As the months progressed on I got a little bit bigger every month, and finally late one night, I was half asleep on Paul, my head in his lap…while he was watching the news…I felt a pain in my stomach and jumped up…Paul said, "Chelle, what's wrong?" I said, "I had a pain…" I grabbed his left arm and took his watch off and was looking at it…and 3 minutes later, I had another…3 minutes after that another…

Paul was mumbling about having to wrestle against Mark Calloway at the next Raw, and I said, "Well can we worry about what were going to be doing tonight." Paul said, "Why, what are we doing tonight?" I said, "Having a baby.." Paul jumped up and said, "What do you mean having a baby?" I said, "My contractions started…I'm having a baby tonight, if you don't mind…" Paul said, "Can't it wait until Tuesday?"

I said, "Oh, yes honey, I'll cross my legs and hold the baby in until Tuesday…HELLO…that's how we got the baby, because I couldn't keep my legs crossed…" Paul said, "Okay, Okay, I'm not panicking…I'm perfectly level headed about this…" I had a really big contraction and let out a scream and Paul said, "Okay now I'm panicking…let's go…" Paul helped me to the car and took me to the hospital…

About 6 hours into labor…I was right in the middle of pushing and Paul said, "Keep breathing honey…c'mon you can do it…" I said, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!" Paul was taken back and said, "Doc, is it normal for her to be this hostile?" The doc laughed and said, "You're a first time father right?"

Paul nodded, and the doctor said, "Yes, well, child birth is a lovely thing because it brings life into the world, however an excruciating amount of pain is involved, her cervix has to open up to 9 centimeters, roughly the diameter of a tennis ball, and with the labor, her stomach is contracting trying to push the baby out at the same time…so it's a quite painful process…" Paul came over and kissed my head and said, "You're doing so good honey, just stay calm…" I said, "Oh yea, if you think you're having anymore of these things you're out of your friggen mind." Paul stroked my cheek and hands and reassured me it would be over soon…