Levi was by my side almost immediately. "Harley honey? Are you ok? What's wrong?" he asked, allowing me to squeeze his hand as the pain came faster and more painful.
"I don't know" I cried out the best I could.
"Harley honey, we need to get you to hospital"
Soon my mom burst into the room, "Is everything okay?" Her eyes grew wide when she saw me in tears and Levi's hand quickly turning purple.
She and Levi slung my arms around their shoulders and the three of us made our way to my mom's car as fast as we could. My mom jumped into the driver's seat after she and Levi helped me into the back seat. Levi sat by my side and continued to let me squeeze the crap our his hand.
The whole ride to the hospital, I just kept praying that my baby was going to be okay. At some point during the ride, I looked into Levi's eyes and saw nothing but pure fear.
My mom drove us as fast as she could and the pain in my stomach kept increasing. As soon as we got there they helped me out and we soon entered the hospital. Levi helped me into a wheelchair while my mom ran ahead to alert a doctor. The hospital quickly got me into a room. A couple nurses helped me onto the bed and before I knew it a doctor came running in.
"What seems to be the problem?" he asked.
I was in too much pain to answer and soon a nurse came rushing in with an ultrasound machine. Levi stood beside me and tried to distract me from the pain. The thing was, at this point it wasn't the pain anymore that was bothering me. My brain was blocking out the pain, as it was too concerned about our baby. I just wanted everything to be okay. Everything was supposed to be perfect. Levi and I were supposed to be moving into our own place, getting married, and welcoming our child into the world.
Another stabbing pain, shook me from my thoughts. I screamed out and more tears began to flow. I had never been so afraid in my life. I soon felt more tears on my face. I looked up to see tears falling from Levi's face. The look on his face, made me break inside. I knew exactly what was going through his head. He was thinking about Lillian. He was thinking about how she was taken from him. I knew in that moment he was afraid he was going to lose our child or myself, the center of his world, just like he lost Lillian.
I saw the doctor nod to the nurse. The look on his face made me more nervous. "Hailey, I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but the baby's umbilical cord has unattached. We are going to have to prep you for a cesarean."
"What?" Levi asked, "Isn't this way too early?"
"Yes it is, but this is our only option I am afraid"
I squeezed Levi's hand as everyone walked and I was wheeled down the hallways and towards surgery. Levi's face was completely white and the look in his eyes was blank.
"Its going to be okay" I said to him through the pain, doing my best to make my face look as convincing as possible.
The entire process went by so fast that it seemed like a blur. We saw our child be quickly carried out to be worked on, but we never heard the cry we had been imagining. I knew how important it was to Levi to cut the umbilical cord.
Soon we were back in my hospital room and my mom came in. She was soon followed by Levi's parents, Kenney, Jason, and his mom.
"Any news?" Levi's parents asked.
"None yet" Levi said, trying to be strong.
I couldn't take it anymore and soon all of the tears that I had been holding back, burst out. Levi was quick to hold me in his arms and let me cry on his chest. I sobbed as Levi kissed my ear and whispered that it was all going to be okay over and over again.
I could see my mom out of the corner of my eye and saw a surprised look on her face. I feel that she didn't expect Levi to care as much as he does, not only about me but also our baby. Before I knew it, Jason and Kenney were by my side, joining in on the hug.
Once I was calmed down, Levi stayed by me and rubbed small circles into my back to try to relax me a bit.
It felt like an eternity before the doctor finally came in to let us know how our baby was doing. "Congratulations, it's a boy" he said.
I glanced up at Levi and saw the hugest grin on his face. The doctor continued by saying, "you certainly have a little fighter. I am almost certain he is going to be fine, despite being so premature."
I smiled at Levi and he returned the favor by kissing my lips.
"Have the two of you picked out a name?"
Levi looked at me and the smile on his face grew even more. "Go ahead" I said rolling my eyes.
"James Elijah Hansen" Levi said with the biggest grin on his face.
"Do you want to come meet your son?" he asked Levi and I.
I nodded, unable to find the words. The doctor and Levi helped me into a wheelchair and led us to the natal unit. I could not believe I was finally going to meet my little baby boy I have been carrying around.
The doctor left Levi and I alone so that we could spend some time with our son. He was in an incubator and he looked like the most fragile thing in the world. It broke my heart to see my tiny little boy in-cased in the glass, looking so helpless and not being able to help him. Levi wrapped his arms around me and held me close as we looked at our little baby.
A nurse came briefly to check on him and to place his name card on his incubator. It warmed my heart to see my name in between Levi's and my baby boy James'. I could not wait for my baby to be strong enough to be able to be held in my arms and I know Levi felt the same.
