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If I keep writing this story Dimitri will meet Ivan in the next ch. We will see things from little DPOV.

Chapter 2 My growing little family

Olena's POV

"Karolina quit picking on Dimka" I yell from the kitchen as I hear the cries of my 2-year-old son.

"But mama, he won't share with me!" My 4-year-old Karolina yells back "and he tried to bite me!"… "And he just pulled the head off my Barbie!" She screeches.

I sigh, I am so tired, standing here in the kitchen making food to put in the freezer so I don't have to cook much for the next several weeks. I am about to pop with my 3rd child. I can't believe I let him do this to me again. I should have kept my legs shut!

I knew after getting pregnant with Karolina that he wouldn't marry me. But then he kept coming back to me, and stupid me, I can't help loving him. He is such an ass though. I thought that after Dimitri's birth he would want to be around to take care of our children, even if he wasn't going to marry me. But sadly no, it seems he only wants me for the sex. Which is why I am in the same condition I was in about 2 years ago. Nine months pregnant with no one, but mama to help me.

Hearing another wail of a cry come from the other room I waddle to the living room where my children are supposed to be playing nicely with each other. I walk in to see my 4-year-old shove my 2-year-old to the floor. "Karolina!" …. "be nice! You don't shove your brother like that you could hurt him!"

"But mama he's big as me! And he shoved me first!" she says with big alligator tears and a sad pouty face. I had to work hard to keep a straight face. It's true, he is so tall, he is as big as she is and he's a tough little guy too.

"Alright, why don't you just go play in your room? Dimka needs a nap and you need to calm down." I said frustrated. I watched as she marched off stomping her feet. I just shook my head and took Dimitri by the hand, "Come on Dimka, its nappy time." He sniffled, but followed me like a good little man. I got him in his big boy bed and sang him his favorite lullaby. His little eyes fluttered as he tried to resist the urge to sleep. Finally I saw his face relax and he was sleeping like an angle.

Walking back to the kitchen I felt a stab of pain shoot through me. Uh-oh. I thought as I stopped dead in my tracks bent over in pain. I waited a few seconds and it went away so I thought it was just another Braxton Hick's contraction. I decided I needed a little break from the kitchen. I made sure all of the cold food was put away and went to sit in my recliner.

Putting my feet up was a relief. I sighed and rested my head. The next thing I know I wake up in excruciating pain. Oh shit, here we go! "Mama!" I shout through the house "Mama! Are you here!" Damn there is no answer. What the hell am I going to do?

I get up and waddle to Karolina's room. She was being such a good girl just playing with her dollhouse. "Honey, mommy is having the baby, I need you to help me get your brother so we can go to the hospital." Her eyes get big she looks scared. "It's ok honey, just help mommy ok." I tell her with as much reassurance as I can. I reach my hand to her and she takes it and we go to get Dimka.

He is so big I can't carry him in this stage of my pregnancy so I have to make him get up and walk to the car. I grab his favorite blankie and his favorite teddy bear with the cowboy hat. "Karolina, honey can you get mommy's bag for the hospital?" I ask and she runs off to get the bag.

I wrote a note for Mama to come to the hospital grabbed the keys to the car and both kids with my hospital bag and waddle out the door. I was worried because the contractions were getting harder fast. But the hospital is only 15 minutes away so I drove off.

15 long minutes later I reach the hospital parking. God, what a relief to make it though those big glass doors. I walk up to the familiar desk I have been to now for the 3rd time and say in Russian 'I'm having my baby' to the nurse at the desk. She smiles politely and says "name"….. "Olena Belikov" I reply "Ok, have a seat someone will get you shortly." She said back to me in Russian.

Only this time I have two children in tow so I ask her, "can someone help me get my children to the nursery; my contractions are coming hard and close together. I need someone to help me." She looked over the edge of the desk seeing my two beautiful children standing there like good little children and smiles. She picked up her desk phone and talked into it quietly. When she got off the phone she looked at me and said, "Someone will be here in a minute." I nodded and walked to the nearest chair to sit down.

Thankfully, it really was only a minute, when a nice older lady came walking to me. "I will take your children to the nursery Miss….." she paused for my name.

"Olena Belikov" I say and pointing to the kids I say "these are my children, Karolina is 4 and Dimitri is 2."

"Ok, Olena, don't you worry about anything. I will take good care of them. And good luck with your delivery." She said pointing to my swollen stomach. I nod and watch as she takes their little hands and walks down the big corridor with my little ones.

Suddenly my pain is so much worse. I cry out in pain and see the nurse behind the desk look up at me. I breathe through the contraction and try to wait patiently to go to my room. By the time I get to my room my delivery is moving at a fast pace. I know it's going to be a short labor.

They rush me to get me settled and it's too late for any kind of pain relief to help me with the birth. The baby is coming soon. After only an hour I am already in the stirrups ready to push. The doctor ran in at the last moment.

"You know the drill Olena, you can do this, this ones going to be easy." She said encouragingly.

I nod my head and breathe through my contraction.

"Ok Olena, here we go, you ready?" The doc says as the start of another contraction builds. I nod again I hear her talking me through it. "Ok push! keep breathing, there you go keep it up Olena, you're doing good. Keep pushing, ok there we go, I can see your babies head."

Panting and ringing wet from sweating I lick my lip for any kind of moisture. "Ice" I say breathlessly. A nurse stepped forward and held a cup to my mouth. I gratefully take a sip and some ice. But only seconds later the next contraction hit. I scream out in pain.

"Ok push Olena! Push hard." I scream and bear down as hard as I can. The pain is searing as it shoots through my lower body. I feel the familiar rip of my skin as the baby's head crowns. I continue to force the head out with the painful push. I am gasping for air and gripping the bed as the contraction subsides.

"Olena, you're doing great, one more push like that and we will have this little one out. You ready? Here we go! Push! Olena Push!"

I push with everything I have my skin is being stretched to its limit. I cry out in pain as I feel the shoulders come out and then instant relief after. I sag back to the bed panting and crying.

A few seconds later I hear the wonderful sound of my baby's cry. I breathe a sigh of relief and look in the direction of the cry. The doctor comes into my view and smiles at me.

"Congratulations, Olena, it's a girl. She looks good, nice and healthy." She said as she placed my new baby girl on my chest and stomach. I stroke my baby girls head with a tender touch. She makes a big ugly face and lets out a tiny little cry. I laugh "It's ok my little Sonya, mommy's got you."

They let her stay there only a minute longer before taking her to get measured and weighed. She cries as they take her from me. The doctor tells me we need to birth the placenta and stitch me up. I focus on what I have to do and then feel myself drifting off to sleep.

I woke up to a soft small hand caressing my cheek. When I open my eyes, mama is standing before me stroking my cheek whispering soothing things to me in Russian. "Hi mama" I say with a croaking voice. She smiles at me and kisses my forehead.

"You did well my daughter, you have another beautiful baby girl." I take more of her in and see she has my Sonya in her arms. She slides the little bundle into my arms and I get my first real look at my newborn. I am happy to be holding her in my arms, but I say to myself that she is my last. I don't want to do this alone anymore.

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