❀HIS❀BRIDE❀

🌈SIXTY TWO🌈

It happened. I found another doctor who helped me out with the DNA. Sienna couldn't face it. She had to leave before the next morning, she just tried chipping herself into my family because Quan couldn't afford to take care of her and Natalie. I just knew those two were up to something. Even though it took time for me to drag Sienna along with me to see a doctor, I'm still glad that I was able to prove myself to Karen. It took almost three months to do that but still it worked out.

So Karen and I decided we aren't going to check the sex of our baby until it comes. I'm really curious but she's nervous and panicky. I know it's because the first one was so hard for her and she's scared of going through that same shit again.

I walk into the room this afternoon and she's pacing about the room, holding her waist and tilting her head every which way.

"Hey, you ok?" I ask, and drop Royal on the bed.

"Daddy what's wrong with mommy?" Royal asks.
"You ok?" I help her sit on the bed.

She nods. "I guess I'll be fine. It's normal."

"Hold on, but you're due in two weeks. This should be one of those slight contractions. You need to relax ok? I'll give you a massage. Royal, you just go to yo room ok?"

Royal gives me this kind of sad look and leaves. I know he doesn't want a sibling but it will be so risky to have just him. If you get what I mean.

Karen is on the bed exhaling constantly and shutting her eyes real tight. I really don't know how this is for women but I'm sure it hurts so much and I don't want to be kept in that position. In my next life, I'll choose to be a guy again. Honestly, the shit women go through is much and I don't want to go through that.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

That's Royal's scream. Karen's eyes flung open and she furrowed her brows.

"What was that?" she asks.

"It's Royal. Hold on."

I left the room in a hurry and traced his voice. He was in the kitchen, no doubt. He was screaming in pain.

"Royal!" The maid stood there, panicky. I carry Royal up and take him out of the kitchen.

Karen's standing by the stairs, waiting for us.

"What the fuck happened?!"

"Imma just take him to the doctor ok? He slipped and hit his head."

"No, I'll come with you. I'll get his jacket."  She leaves us in a hurry while I take Royal to the car. These kind of things could give him an internal injury so I need to make sure he's fine.

Even though Karen takes a little bit of our time, I still try to be patient with her. She's slow in walking anyways.

"Karen...the fuck? Hurry up..." I mutter to myself and hit the steering wheel. She enters the front seat immediately and fastens her seat belt.

Karen

Now I actually know the importance of bringing more children to the world of a woman can. As long as I'm not barren or have a problem in conceiving, then I have to bring more of a new generation me to the world.

If anything should happen to Royal and then probably I don't have another child, I'll be in so much trauma. It will all be my fault anyways because Asher has told me about it, even my parents and Doctor Minho. Including Zara.

Thank God I'm having a baby girl next. She looks so healthy. Thank God for that, but there's a problem before me.

Asher and I have been in the VIP waiting room, waiting for a doctor to come out of the ICU. Royal has been taken to the ER first and then the ICU.

I clasped my hands together and breathed into them. God! I've never been this scared.

"He'll be fine." Asher pulls me close to him and rubs my shoulder. "Don't worry. Don't be scared ok? You don't have to hurt yourself too."

I nod, trying to console myself and whispering "ok" multiple times so I don't get anxious or anything. It's very hard for me to pull myself together and I'm trying to. This is my first baby we're talking about here.

"Asher?"

"Hmm?"

"I don't know but I think I'm going into labor now."

"You sure bout this?"
I nod.

"I'll let someone know. Sit right here." He stands up and leaves. I don't know how long I've been shutting my eyes and trying to suppress the pain I feel but Asher comes back with a nurse and a wheelchair.

The nurse helps me to get on the wheelchair and I'm wheeled into the delivery room because the doctor confirmed I'm in an early labor so I just need to have my baby girl and forget about waiting till two weeks.

Asher comes into the room with my stuff and the baby's. It's fully loaded in three big duffel bags.

I exhale as he comes up to my bed.

"How you doin?" He pecks my cheeks.
"Slight contractions but I already asked for an epidural. A nurse should be in here soon." I breathe out through my mouth.

"You'll be fine." He touches my cheeks.

"God! I wanna throw up."

I never thought being in labor will make me nauseated. I've been here for two hours and I've thrown up like seven times already, spitting here and there.

I walk into the bathroom with Asher and I throw up into the sink. I'm not supposed to leave my bed because there's a little ceramic pot for throwing up but I feel like I need to walk around to ease my pain.

"I'll be patient with you," he tells me when we are out of the bathroom and gives me a kiss on my forehead.

I rest my head on his chest and push out my butt so I can relax my back because it hurts so much. He pats my back and caresses my hair.

"You'll be ok."

"Mrs Kennedy?" A nurse comes in.

Oh! How much I've fallen in love with that title.

"It's time for your epidural."

"I need to pee." I say almost immediately and walk into the bathroom.
When I'm out, I get an epidural and damn! I'm fast asleep.

I don't know how long I slept but I wake up around ten pm. Although I wake up at short intervals and sleep back. My epidural is starting to fade and I'm getting my contractions again.

All these things just for one girl. American labor is so different from Nigerian.

"Hey sweetheart."

"Where's Royal?" that's the first thing I ask Asher.

"He had an internal bleeding in his brain...."