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Three weeks passed by very quick and I had one more week left before the baby came. By then, Masen's room was beautifully decorated with Baby Looney Tunes wallpaper. He had a crib, also decorated with Looney Tunes bedding. Emmett chose Looney Tunes and insisted we keep it. Everyone went out and bought toys for Masen, spreading them out across the room.

By the time all of the toys were in his room, I was tired. It seemed that the closer it got to giving birth,, the more tiredness and fatigue I felt. It was about nine in the evening when Alice decided to put on a movie.

"Alice," I begged, "no, please."

She pouted. "Pwease," she said in a baby voice.

"Alice, if she said no then let her go to bed," Edward told her.

She pouted again but gave in. I laughed at her and made my way to my bedroom, while the others enjoyed the movie.

I changed into one of Edward's shirts and pajama pants and climbed into bed. About an hour later, I woke up with sharp pains to my lower abdomen. It was only June fourteenth; Masen's due date was June Twentieth, Edward's birthday. But, I thought, babies sometimes come before their due date.

I was quickly brought out of my thoughts when another sharp pain hit. I screamed and held my stomach. I heard heavy footsteps coming down the hallway, and then a loud bang as the door flew open and hit the wall.

"Edward!" I yelled.

"Labor!" was all I heard Alice scream before she ran to my closet, grabbing a traveling bag.

Edward rushed to my side, picking me up in his arms, bridal style. Emmett ran to his bedroom across the hall and grabbed his keys, running back downstairs, to the garage. Jasper ran downstairs to let Carlisle and Esme know what was happening. They rushed out of their room as soon as Edward made his way down the stairs, me still in his arms. I cried out in his arms and turned my face into his chest, just as another wave of pain hit.

Rose made note of the time and hurried outside to Emmett's Jeep. The jeep was only a five seater, so Alice, Jasper, Carlisle, and Esme took their own cars as Edward sat me down in the jeep's backseat. I held onto his hand, as if it were my life line, as another contraction hit. I buried my face in Edward's chest again, and let out a strangled cry.

It took us ten minutes to get to the hospital and to get a wheelchair. Edward followed Carlisle as he grabbed my file from the nurse's desk and led us to an empty room in the maternity ward. Carlisle had me change into a hospital gown and lay down on the bed, as he hooked up a machine to monitor the baby and hooked up an IV for me.

By this time, the contractions were getting worse. The pain was indescribable and I felt like I was going to die. Carlisle came in and examined me.

"You're already five centimeters," he stated. "Do you want an epidural?"

I nodded, breathlessly as he went out of the room. Everyone else came in and stood at the side, waiting. Edward came over to me.

"You'll get through this," he whispered, kissing the back of my hand. "I know you will."

I nodded and gave him a quick kiss on the lips as another contraction came. I took deep breaths and held onto his hand, waiting for the pain to fade away. Carlisle came in and handed me a consent form.

"You'll need to sign this for the epidural."

I nodded and grabbed his pen, filling out the paper as fast as I could, before another contraction hit. He took the paper and handed it to a nurse, which in turn, handed it to the anesthesiologist. He turned away so I couldn't see what he was doing and quickly turned back around, with a needle in hand.

"It goes in your lower back, so I'll need you to sit up," he told me.

"Okay," I said as Edward helped me sit up and turn around. The doctor moved my gown to the side and I could feel the pinch when the needle went in. A couple minutes later, I couldn't feel my lower body. I sighed as I lay back down, thankful that I wouldn't have to feel the contractions anymore.

I sat up and placed a pillow behind my back. Everyone started talking about the baby, and how they couldn't wait till he was here. I nodded along with them and made small talk as I waited for the time when Carlisle would tell me the baby was ready to come out.

Three hours later, I was fully dilated and ready to push. I didn't want anyone in the delivery room, aside from Edward, so they all waited in the waiting room. I felt the need to push a couple of times, and Carlisle had told me not to.

The need was stronger this time and I had to control myself. Carlisle came back in the room with two nurses and sat in a chair, in front of my bed. He raised the little blanket up that I had around my legs and pushed my legs apart. A nurse held my left foot while Edward held my right. It was an uncomfortable position, but I was ready to get this kid out and get the hell out of this place.
"You ready sweetie?" Carlisle asked.

I nodded. "Yes."

He nodded and said, "Alright, push."

I took a deep breath and pushed as hard as I could.

"That's it, baby. You can do it," Edward cheered me on.

I took another deep breath and pushed harder this time. And then again, I did the same. I felt so much pressure on my lower parts and when I pushed the third time, the pressure was gone.

I closed my eyes as I tried to slow my breathing and heard a baby's wail.

"Congratulations! It's a boy," Carlisle said as he showed me my son. I smiled and giggled as Edward gave me a huge kiss.

"Hey Carlisle, why do I still feel the need to push?" I asked.

He chuckled and gave Masen to one of the nurses. "You have to push out the placenta, so go ahead and push."

I pushed once again and he said, "There you go."

I lay back on the bed, thinking of how it would feel to finally hold my son, as Edward squeezed my hand. I looked up at him.

"You did a great job," he said, kissing my forehead.

I smiled at him. "Thanks."

"So Bella, what do you want to name your son?" one of the nurses asked.

"Masen," I answered automatically. "Masen Anthony Cullen."

The nurse smiled. "Nice name." She wrote it down on a piece of paper and walked out of the room.

The second nurse came back in the room with a blue bundle in her hands.

"Here you go," she said, handing the little bundle over to me.

I held my hands out to her and she placed Masen in my hands. I moved the little blanket away from his face and smiled.

"He has a lot of hair!" Edward exclaimed.

I laughed and nodded. "Yes he does."

Masen was one adorable little baby. He had brown hair, with a hint of gold in it, and he had green eyes. Just like his daddy. I smiled at him as he closed his eyes and yawned. I held him out to Edward and he looked nervous.

"What?" I asked him.

"I'm scared," he whispered.

"It's okay babe. I am too."

He smiled and took our son into his arms. "Masen."

"Our son," I whispered to him.

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