Y/N POV: Okay it's been 8 months since we announced that we are pregnant so I'm now 9 months along, close to my due date, and moved into the house. It's a fairly nice place it's 1 storey and has 4 rooms the nursery, mine and Eddie's room, a guest room, and our streaming room. Today we are taking my maternity pictures!! I picked out 3 outfits for it
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~Time skip~ We where just finishing up with the photos when I start having contractions, they weren't hurting too bad so I left it so we could finish up the pictures. The entire time we are taking pictures Eddie is complimenting me making me feel good about myself as soon as we finished the photos I changed back into my clothes and went home but on our way my contractions got closer and closer. "Hey babe, I think I'm going into labor" I was trying not to worry him or anything but, I failed. "What! Are you okay, do we need to go to the hospital, what do I need to do?!" I chuckle a little bit at his reaction. "Just take us home and I'll call my OBGYN and see what I need to do." He takes us home and I call my OB, she told me that with how close my contractions where that I should head into her office. "Hey Eddie love would you mind getting me to my OBGYN so we can meet our lovely child?" He runs down the stairs with my bag that has all my after birth products. "Let's go, let's fucking do this, let's meet our kid!" ______________________________________276 words It's kinda a cliff hanger, sorry
