70. It's Time

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CHAPTER SEVENTY: IT'S TIME

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I had been on the bed with my legs spread open, vagina dilated fully for over nine hours. It was the early hours of the morning, the time striking as 5.22. Time right now clearly wasn't in my favour as I screamed till my voice cracked, 

"ARGHHHHHH! IT FUCKING BURNS!"

From the side a tired Noah brushed my damp hair, giving a kiss on my sweat filled forehead. I bit on my lower lip and pushed at another contraction with my chin glued to my chest. Noah whispered giving me false hope,

"Come on Lily you can do it,"

For some reason at his words I felt something snap inside of me,

"YOU'RE ONE TO TALK! ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS GIVE ME YOUR SPERM YOU USELESS PIECE OF SHIT! IF YOU DIDN'T FUCK ME ENDLESSLY THAT NIGHT I WOULDN'T BE IN THIS POSITION WITH MY LEGS WIDE OPEN PUSHING OUT ANOTHER HUMAN BEING!"

I had to take a pause at the outburst, pushing at another contraction. Once I was done I continued my rant, 

"ALL YOU DID WAS THRUST YOUR DICK INTO ME AND BOOM! LOOK, I'M PREGNANT!"

He clearly wasn't expecting my outburst as he had a taken back look plastered on his face but it was a shame, I wasn't done with him just yet,

"YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO GO THROUGH THE EIGHT RUNNING ONTO NINE MONTHS OF PURE TORTURE. THE EIGHT RUNNING ONTO NINE MONTHS OF NON-STOP EMOTION CHANGE, SWOLLEN FEET, PEEING EVERY TWO MINUTES AND-"

There it was. The war-cry of my new-born. I tore away my gaze from Noah and looked ahead where Miranda, my OB (obstetrician) doctor, stood with my baby in her hold for me to see. She had a look of relief and called out,

"Congratulations Lily, you have a beautiful baby girl born at five-thirty-one in the morning,"

I wailed out in relief. The midwife placed my baby girl on top of me, the wails louder now that she was in my hold. I looked over at Noah and saw tears streaming down his face. He covered his mouth in shock and stared at the both of us, Miranda broke the moment,

"Daddy you gotta cut the umbilical cord. It's now or never. Time is slipping through our hands,"

Noah nodded frantically and went to the front, taking the clippers that was offered to him. With the direction of Miranda, he successfully cut the umbilical cord. As he followed the instructions one of the nurse from the side came and took my baby girl, doing their duty to clean her up. 

It was only then when I felt tired, all the screaming and pushing I did tired me out completely. Just when I was able to close my eyes Miranda called out,

"Come on Lily! Everyone here knows what a pro you are at this! A few more pushes and baby number two will be out in no time!"

I shook my head, my energy way beyond zero. You all must be shocked by now. Twins! Again for the second time! I know! It's clear to say that the gods of blessing babies really were testing me. Not only did they bless me with one child but two!

When I first went for the scan with Noah, it was more of a shock for me than it was for Noah himself,

[FLASHBACK: THE FIRST SCAN]

"Right before we get started what would you like me to call you as?"

My newly appointed OB (obstetrician) doctor asked. She flashed us a smile and blinked at a steady pace. Noah and I looked at each other. I nodded at him, allowing him to tell the doctor,

"Lily and Noah would do,"

She nodded,

"Very well. It's a pleasure to be your obstetrician doctor. My names Dr Miranda Shaw but you can call me either Miranda or Dr Shaw, I am more than happy with either preference that you choose. I am also glad that I'm with you throughout your nine months of pregnancy,"

I nodded and smiled wide, having a feeling that I chose the right doctor,

" Before we get started my first question for you both is, have you had kids before or this is you're first?"

At this question Noah released a deep exhale and held onto my hand, his silent way of wanting comfort. I looked at him and gave a goofy smile,

"No, my first pregnancy was having twins,"

She looked at me with shocked eyes,

"Twins for your first pregnancy! My goodness, what a supermom you are!"

I giggled at her reaction, Noah squeezing my hand. Miranda looked at Noah and spoke, touching a sensitive topic, 

"How was it for you Noah? This whole pregnancy?"

He used his free hand and wiped the back of his neck. Now that he heard that I gave birth to twins, it sinked in fully for him. I could tell that he didn't have the confidence to say something so I did, 

"We had a rough time in the past. Misunderstanding took place. I sadly had to go through the pregnancy alone without Noah by my side,"

Miranda's face fell, 

"Oh I'm sorry,"

I waved my hands at her, 

"Oh don't be! We got back together because of my little gremlins. We're both over the moon with this pregnancy since Noah now can experience what it's like. For him it'll be his first,"

At my words Miranda shivered physically, 

"Ooo I love new fathers. Their reactions are so pure,"

I smirked, stating the only thing that I wanted,

"All I want is to see him cry,"

I look to the side seeing him now scoff, his pride now on the line, 

"I know for sure I won't,"

As a third party Miranda  spoke up with humour laced in her words, 

"I can assure you that all fathers who are in the delivery room have cried, whether it was their first or their sixth,"

At the statement Noah folds his arms over his chest and looked away making both me and Miranda laugh wholeheartedly. After a few minutes she says, 

"Right let's get on with the first scan of your second pregnancy!"

Since I was already laying on the bed she came closer using her wheeled chair. She fiddled around with the sonogram, turning it on. She asked me to lift my top up and I do, exposing my tiny but evident bump. 

She gave me a look of question, her brows knitted but didn't say anything. She pulled out the cooling gel and smeared some all over my lower stomach. She slightly pushed the chair away from the bed and got up to make the room dark by turning off the light. Noah stated, 

"I could've done it for you if you asked,"

She gave him an impressed look as she took a seat again, 

"Ooo I see you're eager to meet your little one for the first time,"

Instead of saying something back he just bounced his right leg continuously, a new habit he had developed during the course of my pregnancy. She turned on the screen, ready to show us the first look of our baby. 

Once everything was set, she grabbed the probe and placed it on my stomach. She applied a small amount of pressure, moving it around to get clearer pictures. Noah and I both had our gazes trained on the black and white screen. 

She moved the probe a few times, taking snapshots on what she picked up on. She tilted her head to the side, a quiet hissing sound leaving her lips in question. At this I felt a small spark of fear grow. I bit on my lower lip before I had the courage to question, 

"Everything is okay right? No complications or anything..."

The end of my sentence trailed off, my eyes trained on her. She peeled her eyes off the back and white screen, her hazel eyes meeting my brown ones. She flashed me a growing smile, shaking her head, 

"Of course not. In fact everything looks perfect,"

She looked at Noah and then stated, 

"You said that you missed your..."

She waited for him to give her my relation regarding himself,

"Fiancé,"

My heart pounded with complete fear and uncertainty,

"You said that you missed your fiancé's first pregnancy with the twins didn't you?"

Noah looked at me before looking back at Miranda. He gave her a few slow nods, accepting the bittersweet truth. I gave my full attention to Miranda, her eyes moving from both me and Noah. She parted her lipstick stained lips and spoke, 

"Well Noah, I guess you won't have to miss out on it. Congratulations. You're both having twins again!"

Since Noah was sat on the edge of the chair he fell off, colliding with the floor. My mouth hung open at the news, heart racing as the news sunk in slowly. Miranda chuckled softly before giving her attention to the black and white screen, speaking all doctor-like, 

"... here you can see one body here and over here..."

She then shifted her index finger to another bubble not far away, 

"... over here is your second baby. I was wondering why your bump looked larger than normal,"

Her words were like a blur to me. I looked down at Noah seeing him stare at the black and white screen. His eyes were open in awe and just as I was about to look away, I caught him cry. My heartstrings tugged at the sight of him so I called out in a strained voice, 

"Noah..."

He blinked, now looking at me. I gave him a smile, a strong urge washing over me to cry. I could feel my eyes water and Noah picked up on it. He scrambled to his feet and stood by my side, using his hands to wipe away the tears that escaped within a blink. 

He leaned down and kissed me on my forehead. I closed my eyes, trying to savoir this moment. It finally happened. I got pregnant again by the man I loved with all my heart. Not only that but I now have him by my side throughout the whole process. 

I bit my lower lip, not believing that it was happening again. Not with one child but with two. I didn't know if I should be worried or not but I did know one thing for sure. I now had Noah by my side. Forever and always. I cupped my stomach and whispered the only one thought I had,

"We're having twins again Noah,"

[BACK TO THE PRESENT: DELIVERY ROOM]

"IT BURNS MIRANDA! IT FUCKING BURNS! WHY THE HELL DOES IT BURN SO FUCKING MUCH?!"

I screamed with my eyes shut tight. I held onto Noah's hand as tight as I could, using it as a source to relive the pain that I was going through. It was useless. I gasped in pain, my eyes opening. I pressed my head against the pillow, feeling exhausted to the core. 

I must've been pushing for another ten minutes and baby number two was being stubborn as hell. They clearly wanted to come out but was taking the slower process, giving me the excruciating pain of pushing endlessly.

I tilted my head to the side, coming to see Noah's concerned face. He wiped away the sweat, the action allowing me to blink, feeling completely tired. At this point I didn't want to push anymore, the desire to sleep strong. 

I heard the monitors go off beeping that made Noah have an alarmed look. He looked at the monitors trying to read what was happening but gave up as he looked at Miranda and called out in fear, 

"How long does it take for baby number two to be out?"

There was a moment of silence. I had stopped pushing for a few seconds, my vagina numb from delivering my baby girl and delivering baby two. I looked his way tiredly and caught him have a look that had worry, fear and anger plastered all as one. His eyes widened before screaming,

"HOW LONG MIRANDA?!"

None of the staff who were present in the room wavered at his loudness. It was silent for a few more seconds when Miranda voiced herself calmly, 

"Lily you're doing so well. I want you to do tiny pushes now,"

Even though I was drained to the core I listened to her and did as told. Her words alone brought hope. She chuckles in awe, 

"That's it... just a few more..."

So that's what I did. A few more tiny pushes. I looked at Miranda over the sheet that covered my lower half. Her face held complete awe. She blinked with a smile on her face before facing Noah. She spoke to him, 

"Noah come here and look,"

I look from the corner of my eye, he puffs out some air through his lips and takes hesitant steps towards her. Back at our final sonogram, Noah requested to deliver our last baby. He was already wearing a gown which meant he was good to go.

 He exhaled deeply and stood by Miranda. He looked at situation and gasped out, 

"Oh my god Lily, baby's nearly out!"

At his words I broke out in a cry. Miranda then spoke, 

"Okay Lily, you heard what Noah said. Baby is nearly out. I want you to do one big final push. As hard as you can okay? Give all you got. Just one more and you'll be done,"

I nodded at her question, finding this sudden burst of unknown energy,

"With this push Noah will deliver the baby. On the count of three okay? Three,"

I inhaled deeply, mustering whatever energy I had left, 

"Two... remember, chin on your chest and push on one,"

At her words I pressed my chin on my chest, ready to hear the final countdown before giving my all,

"ONE! Now Lily! Push as hard as you can!"

I gritted my teeth and pushed with all my might as a scream escaping my lips. It didn't take long to feel the baby slip out of me completely. I rest my head on the pillow and heard Noah chuckle nervously, Miranda doing the honours of speaking loud and clear for me to hear, 

"That's it Lily! You've done it! At five-fifty-nine your gorgeous baby boy has been born!"

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