Ezra

I happened to be a very large human being.

Being as though I was nine months pregnant and days past my due date, I wasn't too worried about it. But what I was worried about, was my center of gravity.

My center of gravity was way off, making me a little wobbly, and making Vincent panic over every little thing, but I couldn't blame him as I'd had taken a few spills.

"Ezra, baby be careful when you go up the stairs sweetheart, you forget that you're top heavy."

"I'm perfectly capable of walking up some stairs." I snarked back, and whispered under my breath, "you're the top heavy Idiot."

I heard a booming laugh as I took a step up the stairs, "I heard that!"

"I heard that." I muttered back in a small mimicking voice, making me not pay attention to the shoes I had left on the bottom step, and tripped a little, "Oh ouch!"

Vincent came storming out of the kitchen, looking at me half fallen on the step, "Ezra I just told you to be careful you idiot! Are you okay?!"

I told him I was fine and he examined my red palms, and shook his head, "Baby you have to be more careful," he told me, bringing my face into his chest, "I don't need either of my sweet girls hurt."

So from then on Vinnie decided to work from home until further notice. He didn't want me to hurt myself on accident, or to miss my birth, and it could happen at actually any point.

Which freaked me the fuck out.

Vincent and I were laying in bed, and I had been cramping all day so Vinnie was massaging my shoulders for me. I had been feeling braxton hicks for a few weeks, but they had been getting more intense, and the doctor told us to time them, but they weren't close enough together.

I was once again feeling the braxton hicks, and around midnight I got up to take a pee, and when I sat walking to the toilet, I felt a huge gush of water come out of me, "Holy fuck." I whispered to myself, and waddled over to get Vincent.

Yeah, I was so fuckin' large I had to freaking waddle.

I reached my hand out and shook Vinnie to wake him, and he shot straight up, "Vincent, I either pissed myself or my water broke."

Thing is, Vincent was making me laugh a little too hard in the car a few weeks back, and I actually did piss myself. I was so embarrassed when he took it to get detailed, so he told them he did it, which made me cry even harder.

He ran his fingers through his hair, "Ezra don't fuck around right now."

I shook my head, "Vincent, my water broke."

"You're sure?"

"Yes I'm sure! I felt a huge gush when I was on the toilet, it felt like pee but there's no way."

"Okay, okay, great um, I don't-I'm not sure." He stuttered, and I finished for him, "Grab the hospital bag, call Donnie to get Barbie and call the doctor."

He nodded his head while looking like he was about the vomit, "Yeah hospital bag!"

He ran around and got the bag we packed for us both and the baby, grabbing the car seat and leading me toward the door, "I called Donnie and the doctor, he will be here in the morning to get Barbra and Dr. May is en route." 

Wow, he's really gonna use Barbies government name like that?

"Okay, we're fine!" I cheered, "The doctors on the way, we're going to the hospital, it's all good, we'll be fine." I declared.

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Vincent

This wasn't fine.

Turns out, when we got to the hospital, Ezra's water wasn't broken all the way, and it was preventing her from feeling the actual contractions pain. Due to the fact that we couldn't gage her pain level, we didn't know she dilated too quickly and was ready to deliver within minutes of being checked in.

Meaning, Ezra had no time to get an epidural.

"I fucking hate you for getting me pregnant!" Ezra grumbled in between breaths, as she pushed our girl out of her, "I want to get your ass pregnant so you can feel this fucking pain you bitch." She shouted at me, and I held her leg while running a hand over her hair.

"I know baby, and you're doing so good sweetheart, just a few more."

"Shut up!" She yelled, and I nodded my head while sealing my lips. I needed to listen to her right now, and she needed me to be silent but here. So I tried my best to encourage her without using verbal cues, and squeezed her leg lightly while holding her head.

I can't believe I'm about to meet my girl.

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It's baby time!