Brennifer: My first true love❤️

Chapter 118: Happy 1st Birthday Emery

September 16th 2005

(Jen's P.O.V)

"Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday dear Emery,
Happy Birthday to you"

Emery starts to wake up between Brad and I. We let the birthday boy sleep in our bed last night. We gently sing to him as he climbs on me, pulling my top down to find my breast for his morning drink of milk.

"You're one today baby. You're getting such a big boy" Brad whispers as Emery clutches onto one of his fingers as he eats

"I can't believe he's one already" I say as I look down at my handsome boy, starting to tear up knowing that my last baby is growing up way too fast and I'll never have a one year old again

"I know, it's crazy how fast it's gone. It only seemed like yesterday that you delivered him in the car" We both giggle as we remember the dramatic entrance he made

~ Flashback~

"Fuckkkkkkk. Shit Brad, get me a chair or get me a nurse"

"What nurse?"

"I don't fucking care, ANY fucking nurse you can find. Your child is about to delivered in this car if you don't hurry the fuck up"

Knowing this is escalating very fast, faster than Brad could've ever imagined, he runs as quickly as he can and gets the closest nurse he can find. They both come running back to the car with a wheelchair in hand.

"AHHHHH SHITTTTTT. IT'S COMING! IT'S FUCKING COMING!"

The nurse calls for help over her walkie talkie and soon, six doctors and nurses come rushing to the car. One of them lays Jens seat back and pushes it as far back as it'll go and another nurse sits in the footwell of the passenger seat, pulling Jens shorts and  underwear off as quickly as she can so she can get a good view of what's happening down there, whilst Jen is screaming bloody murder. Thankfully, since this is a private hospital and a private car park, no paparazzi can get even remotely close to what's transpiring.

"Right Jennifer, I can see the head. We don't have time to get you to a room, so you're going to have to push here. Push Jennifer, PUSH"

With all of her strength, Jen pushes as hard as she can. Brad climbs back into the drivers seat and holds her hands.

"You're doing a great job baby, keep pushing"

"AHHHHHHHH" Tears are streaming down her face as she pushes through the searing pain

"Jennifer, wait. Stop pushing, stop pushing right now"

"What's going on?" Brad asks, trying to take a look at what's transpiring in the front of their car

"Jennifer I NEED you to stop pushing!"

"I CAN'T"

"The cord is wrapped around the baby's neck. If you keep pushing, it could strangle your baby" As soon as Jen hears this, it takes all of the strength she's got and she stops pushing

"Right, I've freed the cord, start pushing again now Jennifer. Your baby is nearly here, come on Jennifer, you can do this"