Heavily pregnant, Mary carefully climbed down the stairs making George worry.
"Mare! You're supposed to be on bed rest!" George shouts rushing to help her down he stairs.
Mary sighed, "George, I'm sick and tired of being in bed all the damn time! I want to move around a bit."
"You know that he or she will be out sooner than you can start prayin'."
"I just want to move around. I'm going to the store. Ya'll want anything," she says. They decided to find out the gender reveal when the baby is born.
George replied, "All I want is for you to go back upstairs and to bed."
"No!" Then she takes the car keys, turns around and waddles out the door.
He shook his head watching her.
"Can we move this along?" Sheldon asked still bored.
Mary replied tiredly, "Gettin' there, gettin' there…"
Driving carefully to Walmart, Mary slowly gets out of the car and then takes a shopping cart and walks inside. She heads for the groceries that she and her family needs.
She enters the aisle where there's canned food. She reaches for the tomato soup can but stopped because she felt something wet between her legs. She looks down in horror realizing her water broke, right in the middle of a Walmart.
Contractions started coming on and the grinds her teeth in pain and inhaled and exhaled.
A woman was walking by the aisle and noticed Mary in pain realizing she's in labor.
"Are you alright ma'am? Want me to call someone for you?" She asked.
Mary nodded quickly while breathing through the contraction.
The woman sees a worker and calls out, "HEY! There's a pregnant lady here! She's in labor! We need an ambulance stat!"
That worker ran to the phone and announces over intercom, "Attention staff, clean up on aisle 4. And if anyone is a doctor, hurry to the back immediately."
"It's alright ma'am. They're getting help right away."
"Oh thank you," Mary says graciously as the pain eases, tears starting to fall.
The worker rushes to help Mary to the back private area near the restrooms.
"George… I need George," Mary cries. "I need my husband here now!"
"I need the phone number," he replies.
"It's 407-" Mary starts yelling as another contraction came. "356-9403. Please!"
The worker nodded and then left immediately. The doctor who was shopping arrives.
"It's alright ya'll the doctor's here." She gave a small smile. "You're lucky I did a little gynecology back in medical school. Now, how far long are the contractions?"
"About three minutes," the woman replied.
"Oh dear lord, that means the baby ain't waitin' to see the world," the doctor says. "Now let me see how dilated. It's ok hon."
She starts trusting the doctor as she examines her and lifts her skirt.
"Alright. You might want to push on this next contraction," the doctor instructs her.
"But I need George!" Mary sobs. Beads of sweat and tears come falling as it is now too late.
She replies, "Don't you worry hon, you're husband will be here at any moment. Now you ready?"
Very reluctant, she is.
Mary starts pushing while breathing. The woman grips her hand tightly as the doctor coaches.
"That a girl! Keep on goin'! I see the head!"
She continues pushing and screaming until she hears a high pitched scream.
"Here you are! It's a girl!" The doctor announces. She takes the crying girl and wraps her around a shawl she was wearing.
Mary breathes a sigh of relief.
The worker shouts from down the hall, "The ambulance is coming, and the husband is on his way over!"
"Oh good. Alright hon, an ambulance is on it's way over here and so will your husband. You and your little darlin' are gonna be just fine."
Mary nodded but suddenly felt pain escalate once more. "I just have one question?"
"What's that hon?"
"Why am I still having contractions?" Mary asks worryingly.
Suddenly concerned, the doctor hand the baby over to the woman who takes her immediately and examines Mary once more. "Oh dear… You might be havin' twins honey."
"WHAT?!"
Annnnnnnd I'm just gonna leave that here for a little bit. I'll continue with this one soon. I'm gonna continue The Child Dilemma and others as well. Please leave positive reviews and I'll continue with this story.