Chapter 18

*Camille's Point of View*

"Camille nothing is going to happen to you. You have professional doctors here. Nothing is gonna go wrong." my dad said and grabbed my hand and started rubbing the top of my hand with his thumb. "Plus you got Logan and me here with you to look after you."

"Thanks, I love you." I smiled.

"I love you too sweetie." my dad said.

I was getting pretty tried setting up straight so I deiced to lay back down. I wasn't thinking so I accidentally laid back down onto my back. Which I wasn't supposed to, and right them I felt a rush of pain.

"Oh, oww. Dad..go...get...the...doctor." I said through pain. My dad rushed out of the room to look for a doctor. There are usually ones near by so it shouldn't take that long.

"Whats going on!" Logan said waking up from his deep slumber. He saw my face and quickly pushed the blanket, that was on him, off of him and ran towards me. "Camille whats wrong?" he asked.

"Its hurts." I manged to get out.

Logan was about to say something, but the doctor burst through the doors, and following behind her was my dad. The doctor walked over to the computer that had my heart rate, temperature, and all that stuff on it.

"Mr. Anderson." Logan greeted my dad.

"Logan, nice seeing you again." My father said and shock Logan's hand. The doctor spoke and they both let go of each others hand.

"Camille." my doctor said without looking up from the computer.

"Ya?" I said very weak.

"We are gonna have to go thought and do a C-section right now. Okay?" my doctor informed me. All I could do is nod.

"Are you fine with getting a C-section?" Logan asked me putting his hand on my arm.

"I don't think I have any other options." I told him.

So after all that time being in labor, I had to get a C-section. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared and nervous, but I just want all this pain and suffering to be over.

All the doctors, Logan, and I had to put on special cover-ups over our clothes, and hair net like things over our hair. The doctors and Logan also had to have mask to cover up there mouths, and the hair net things over there shoes. I wasn't quit sure why we had to wears. The doctor just said it was required. My father went back to the waiting room. He said we was going to call everyone, and tell them that it was time for my C- section.

They wheeled me, in my bed, into a different room that was made for women that had to have C-sections. When we got there all I saw where computers, and wires, and lots of different tools all around the room. That made me even more nervous then ever before.

When I was wheeled to the place where they wanted me, they hooked me up with wires, and put a breathing mask thing on my nose and mouth. They had this huge curtain thing blocking my stomach so you weren't able to see what they were doing , but you where able to see my face. They lifted my gown over my enlarged belly, and began working.

I felt something wet on my stomach "Sweetie we are just cleaning your belly." the doctor told me. "Logan is right here." she said.

Logan was sitting face to face with me in a chair beside my bed, and he grabbed my hand, and I squeezed it as I felt a sharp object cut out my tummy.

"Owww ahhhhh." I screamed, and squeezed Logan's hand harder, but it seemed not to bother him.

"Heads out." the doctor stated. "Slowly, Slowly." she was telling the nurse with her. I could feel them pulling it out of me. "Shes out." I heard the doctor say. I looked up and saw her for a second, but she handed her to another nurse with a towel to clean off all the blood that was on her.

I couldn't hear anything, but my crying. I wasn't crying cause of pain any more I was crying tears of joy. I looked over to Logan. Even thought he had a mask over his mouth, you could still see the joy in his eyes. I think I even saw a single tear too.

"Shes very quiet, she isn't crying very much." I heard one of the doctors say. "Are the doctors concerned?" I head another doctor ask. "A little, but I believe she is gonna be okay." they where whispering, but I could hear them very clearly.

I looked up at Logan and saw his face went to happy and excited to worried and scared.

"six pounds, three ounces." I heard one of the doctors say out loud. I was so happy I couldn't speak, but I was still worried.

I saw the nurse with my baby come over towards me. I was smiling like a idiot again, but I didn't care. The nice nurse handed Anna Leigh to me and she was absolutely beautiful in every way possible. Logan handed the nurse a camera so that she could take a picture of us.

The nurse stood back some and took the picture. "First official family photo" she told us nicely.

I looked up at Logan and saw a tear in his eyes

Name: Anna Leigh Erin Mitchell

Weight: 6lbs. 3oz.

Born: 5 weeks early on October 10th, 2010.

To Be Continued...

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