This is very long so get a snack
"Y-yeah. That's most likely why I've been hiccuping for weeks straight," I reply.
"Aww, our baby boy has hair," he says with so much light in his green eyes.
"I know," my eyes start to well up with tears.
Again, pregnancy is so great.
"Baby, don't cry," he soothes, rubbing his thumb across my cheek, making me smile.
"I can't help it."
"Soon it'll all be over and we can hold him okay," Harry says.
Little does he know, that time is now.
•••
"Uhm, Harry," I almost whisper.
"What? What's wrong, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, it's just uh, my water ...just broke..."
He's still for a few seconds, registering what I said before he jolts up.
"Really? Are you lying?"
"No I'm not," I reply.
"Oh my god. Oh my god! Are you okay? Are you hurting?"
"No not yet," I reply.
"Oh my god. We're about to be parents!!"
"We are!!"
"I can't believe it. We need to get to the hospital, like now," he starts to freak out.
"Calm down babe, we don't need to rush," I say, attempting to calm him down.
"But we do. I don't want you to be in pain on the way to the hospital," he replies, sounding super concerned.
"I'm going to be okay, I promise."
"I believe you, even if I don't want too."
I giggle, causing more fluid to leak out of my vagina (wtf 😂).
"Oh lord," I say, grabbing my stomach. A tiny shock went through my lower stomach. It wasn't to much pain but it was there.
"What?"
"I think I just had a contraction," I reply.
"Did it hurt," he replies, laying his hand on my swollen stomach, rubbing soft circles.
"Not really," I reply.
I move to sit up and I feel another pain, coming to realize I'm having contractions. But they aren't minutes apart?
I let out a deep sigh and close my eyes for a moment so I don't freak myself out.
"Can you call the hospital? Tell them I'm in labor," I ask.
"Of course."
Harry gets up to grab his phone to call the hospital while I get up and make my way upstairs to the baby's nursery to grab the hospital bag. Then I make my way to Harry and I's bedroom to grab our hospital bags. I sit on our bed when I feel another contraction coming and also because I'm out of breath.
This contraction is a bit more painful than the last so I take a few deep breaths to get me through it until it passes.
Harry comes into the room when he's done with the call, walking to me at the end of the bed. He squats down to my level, laying his hands on my thighs rubbing circles, "they already have a room ready, we just have to come in as soon as possible."
