A/N: Just a quick thanks to everyone who wished me a happy birthday! :)
Bella:
"This is all your fault, Edward! Never again am I going through this!" I announce, glaring at Edward.
In response, he grabs my hand and rubs soothing circles on my palm. I pick up the gas and air pipe and take a deep breath in hopes of easing some of the pain. After being in labour for five hours, it's beginning to get unbearably painful.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart, it'll all be over soon," Edward coos, brushing some of my hair away from my face and kissing my cheek lovingly.
"You said that three and a half hours ago!" I reply, sitting up – or at least attempting to.
Edward helps me get out of bed so that I can walk around the room a bit. My hands rub my stomach as I pace around the room. When the contraction hits I lean against the bed, Edward rubbing my back. Even through all my bitchy and snide comments, he's stayed calm and polite.
I'd feel bad if I weren't in so much pain.
When the midwife – Dr Greene, from our first sonogram – arrived, we filled her in on everything that had happened.
"Bella, we're going to perform an ultrasound to check the positioning of the babies, ok?" I just nod in response to Dr Greene's question, re-positioning myself on the bed so that she can do the ultrasound.
While she sets up the equipment Edward takes my hand again, and I lift up the gown to show my stomach.
"Right, well, the ultrasound shows the babies are in an awkward position," Dr Greene begins.
"Does this mean they'll be harder to push out?" I ask worriedly.
"Due to where the umbilical cords are, I think it would be safer to do a caesarean, to reduce the risk to both you and the babies. I'm going to go and consult a senior doctor, though, just to be sure."
After that, everything happens in a rush. The senior doctor agrees that a caesarean would be the safest option, so soon I'm being taken down to the theatre to have the babies removed. The whole time Edward stays by my side, only leaving for a few minutes to change into surgical scrubs.
Once in the theatre Dr Greene explains the procedure in detail, trying to reassure me. I still worry, though, even with Edward sat right beside me.
About half an hour later there are the loud cries of a newborn baby, which bring tears to my eyes. In the following ten minutes there are two more sets of cries, signalling the birth of all three of my children. By now Edward's wiping the tears from my face, though his own eyes are very watery.
"Here are your babies. Two girls and a boy," Dr Greene announces, holding up our babies to show us.
Even more tears begin to fall at their beautiful, newborn faces.
A/N: What do you think of the birth? :D
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