Ch. 13 Baby
I'm so bored, Corrine thought. It was November 10th, 4 days till her due date. She was lying down on her couch, watching mindless television. Blah. I have to wait till January 22nd to go back to school. This sucks. I mean, waiting around for them to come home by watching TV and goofing on the computer was fun at first, but now… argh. I can't wait for Baby to come out, then I'll have something to do. Corrine chomped down on a Cheeto while she watched Re-runs of Gilmore Girls.
Corrine suddenly felt this huge pain and water in her lower area. Oh my God, my water broke…
Corrine managed to get up as her first contraction came to call 911, and then Marshall.
"911, how may I help you?"
"Yeah, this is Corrine Baxter, my water just broke."
"We're on our way, how many contractions have you had?"
"1… OW! Make that 2," Corrine gasped.
"We're on our way, where do you live?"
Corrine shouted out the street address, and then called Marshall.
"Hello, you have reached Marshall's cell phone. I can't come to the phone right now, because I'm probably in class. –beep-"
"Marshall, its Corrine! My water broke! Come to the hospital ASAP!" Corrine cried and slammed down the phone.
Why is somebody calling me in the middle of tech? I'm going to be a cell phone designer and computer designer, I need this class! Marshall thought angrily as his phone rang for the second time.
"Mr. Wheeler, I suggest you take that call," the Professor stated in an annoyed tone.
"Maybe its from his wife, saying that he needs him," sniggered a boy in the room.
Marshall cast the boy (Ben) an angry glance and went out to take the call.
He had 2 messages, both from home. Corrine, what's wrong? He thought worriedly. Listening to the first message, his heart stopped.
"Marshall, its Corrine! My water broke! Come to the hospital ASAP!" it was a pleading message. Marshall gasped, ran back to the class, and grabbed his books.
"Mr. Wheeler! Why do you have to leave my class early?" called the Professor after his retreating back.
"Professor, I'm sure you'll understand," Marshall gasped, "my wife's water broke!"
The professor just gaped at him, "oh… then go! Like the wind!"
Marshall nodded and ran way to Lucas' current classroom.
"Lucas! I need a ride! Corrine's water broke!" he screamed in the doorway.
Lucas' face paled and he ran out of the room, nodding to his professor.
"Lets get Josie," Lucas suggested. They did, and they all drove to the hospital.
Marshall was pacing in the lobby. It had been 8 hours since Corrine went into labor. 8!
Josie and Lucas looked worriedly at him. He looked like he was about to crack. It was true. Marshall needed to know if Corrine was ok—if the baby was ok. What gender the baby was, whether Corrine was ok.
Suddenly a nurse came out of the room.
"Mr. Wheeler, congratulations, it's a girl," she gasped, "you can come in now."
Marshall gasped and ran in.
There was Corrine, resting peacefully, breastfeeding a small, tan- skinned girl.
Marshall dropped to his knees beside the hospital bed, tears leaking out of his eyes.
"I named her Margaret Josephine," Corrine explained. Marshall nodded, and stroked Margaret's head with the back of his hand.
"Corrine… she's… beautiful," Marshall sighed.
"She's got your eyes," Corrine smiled as Margaret's little eyes stared at her.
"And your smile," Marshall cooed as the baby smiled.
"A combination of both our skins," Corrine gasped.
"And a combination of both our hair," Marshall sighed.
"I'm taking a month off school, doing my homework on the computer, to help," Marshall whispered as they set Meggie (that's her nickname) down in her crib.
"That's sweet Marshall, since I'll need all the help I can get," Corrine whispered as she closed the nursery door.
Marshall nodded as they went into the family room, where Josie and Lucas were watching Friends and laughing heartily.
Marshall shushed them and sat down with Corrine. Josie and Lucas sighed and nodded.
"Is this how its going to be now? Quiet?" Josie whispered annoyingly.
Marshall smiled and nodded.
"So how is Megs doing?" Lucas added. He decided, (since he was the Godfather) that his cutesy nickname for Margaret would be Megs, and no one else could call her that. (Josie, being Godmother, called her Maggie.)
"She's asleep. Barely a few hours old, and she's sleeping like a teenager," Corrine giggled, resting her head on Marshall's shoulder.
"Just hope she doesn't reach teenager hood too fast, because you definitely will feel old," Josie laughed.
Corrine nodded, "I want her to be my little baby forever."
Marshall smiled, "she will be, for a while at least."
"Sh-hh-hh," Corrine was rocking Meggie, who had been crying for 30 minuets. IT was 3 months since her Birth (exactly) and Corrine was back at school. This was at night, she was trying to calm her down so nobody would wake up.
"Meggie, you'll e the death of me," Corrine kidded as Meggie finally fell asleep. Placing her down in the crib, Corrine quietly tip-toed out of the nursery and walked back into hers' and Marshall's room.
Marshall was still asleep, so Corrine gently climbed into bed and fell asleep herself, but Marshall rolled over.
"Did Meggie wake up again?" he yawned, staring at Corrine.
"No… well yeah," Corrine lied.
Marshall smiled, "that's good, it means she is healthy. And we want that!"
"I know, I'd just like a full night of sleep for once," Corrine giggled.
Marshall just shook his head and kissed Corrine lightly to show he understood.
"Love, we've got to sleep," he concluded after a few minuets of kissing.
Corrine sighed and nodded. Marshall kissed her for a last time before he started to talk.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
(985 Words) This was not written from experience, that's just what I think happens in labor. Please feel free to correct me.