"PUSH…C'mon PUSH…you can do it baby…" Mark was trying to get me to focus and bare down…"Keep breathing honey…c'mon you can do it…" I said, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Mark was taken back…he 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." Mark stroked my cheek and hands and reassured me it would be over soon…
Finally, after 5 hours of labor Marcus Glenn Callaway was born…he was 6lbs and 5 ounces. Marcus was 24 inches long. Big emerald green eye and very little red fuzz for hair. While I was recouping with baby in a private room, Mark ran down to the waiting room, where everyone was waiting to hear something. Mark walked into the waiting room and Glenn and Jamie jumped up and he said, "It's a boy…We had a boy." Jamie ran over and threw her arms around his neck, and we're hugging, when Glenn joined in. Mark said, "I'm a father…this is so weird." Glenn shook his hand.
After everyone had seen the baby and left, I was holding him and Mark was looking at the baby, just watching him sleep in my arms. Mark said, "Samantha, you're my hero..." I said, "You're hero?"
He said, "Yea, you're my hero…you went through 5 hours of intensely excruciating pain to bring our baby into this world…you yelled and cussed at me, and fought to bring him here…and he's perfect and he's beautiful, and so are you…and you're my hero…I can't imagine what you went through the last 9 months, with your body changing…and carrying around a life inside you, knowing you're responsible for it when it's born…I mean I was on the sidelines the whole time, and just watched you be perfect at everything, you were the perfect mother and lover and doctor…and friend, you're my best friend, my wife, the love of my life and I can't imagine being here at this point in my life without you by my side."
I said, "You keep this up and you're going to make me cry…" He said, "That makes two of us…cause if I wouldn't have gotten my shit together a couple of years ago, I know we wouldn't be here right now…we wouldn't have a baby…and I don't even want to think about whether or not I would of still had you…I love you so much…and I will never stop loving you…"
I said, "I love you too." Mark came over and kissed my lips softly…and said, "In the beginning, every thing was so hard, then we got married and things were great, then somewhere in the middle it got harder and things seemed to be falling apart…and now…I'm with you, forever."
9 months later…me, Mark, Marcus, Jamie, Glenn and Samantha…were sitting in a hotel in Chicago…I couldn't imagine why Vince McMahon wanted to have a meeting with Mark for…Mark reassured me, that he was just probably wanting to offer him a backstage job…like he'd done with most wrestlers…Now why didn't that sound believable to me? Because deep down inside I knew Mark and Glenn were both hiding something from me…then I caught on that Jamie knew what it was and it was still being kept as a secret…
I was kind of figuring it had something to do with the PPV…it was Unforgiven…but I kept to myself…when the guys left for the arena…Mark had on his levis, steel toed boots, Deadman Inc sweatshirt on and his black bandana…he looked like a hard ass getting ready to challenge the school bully to a fight…
Mark had toned really well…ever since I'd had Marcus…I put him on the same exercises I was going…and same food diet…cause having Marcus…gave me hips…I had them before…but after words they were move noticeable…so I decided the hips were the first thing to go…Mark was more focused on his belly I thought was so sexy…
So Mark gave me a kiss…and he said, "Enjoy the show sweetie…I love you." I said, "I love you too…Make sure you say a fast no, instead of a slow yes." Mark just laughed as he walked out.