wyatt oleff imagines

first time parents | fluff

a/n: you are both 24 and married in this imagine :)

your pov

december 3rd
12:05 am

i couldn't sleep. my belly felt bigger than usual, the baby wouldn't stop kicking, my lower back ached profusely - i couldn't get comfortable enough to sleep despite how exhausted i was. i looked over at wyatt, shirtless, laying on his stomach, head thrown to the side, mouth open, snoring softly, loose curls plastered across his forehead: sleeping, so comfortably. i sort of hated him for that. no, i more than sort of hated him for that. i laid on my left side, watching wyatt's breathing as he slept. i laid there thinking about his strong arms around my waist, listening to his heartbeat, rubbing my hair as he loved me to sleep. the thought distracted my brain from my aching body, lulling me to sleep.

1:46 am

i was woken up to fluid gushing out of me and a sharp pain in my belly. i sat up realizing what happened, a slight wave of panic overcoming me. "uh wyatt" i said shoving him "what y/n im sleeping" he mumbled before rolling onto his other side. "wyatt." i said sternly "my water broke"

"WHAT"

i watched his body shoot straight up before shifting his body to look at me. "holy shit. are- w-we have to go to the hospital, uh now!" he quickly got out of our bed before hurrying over to my side to help me up. he helped me to get dressed before walking me downstairs. i helped myself to snacks in the kitchen knowing that i won't be allowed to eat once i got to the hospital. wyatt ran back up the stairs to get dressed before yelling down the stairs asking if i need anything else besides the hospital bags we had packed a little over a week ago. i made wyatt a peanut butter and jelly sandwich while i was making two for myself. wyatt came bounding down the stairs before grabbing the bags by the door and running them out to the car. he came back in asking if i was ready to go. i stood at the counter, eating my sandwich, the fear eminent in my eyes. "i'm scared wy" " hey" he said soothingly while grabbing and rubbing my arms. "it'll be okay, i promise. i'll be right by your side the whole time, anything you need. you're having my baby y/n, i'm gonna be right here."

"okay," i said smiling "let's do this." i handed wyatt his sandwich.

"let's do this." he said taking a bite.

2:02 am

i grabbed my other sandwich while wyatt put one hand on my back and the other on my arm as we walked out to the car. he helped me to get situated before running around to the drivers side, starting our journey to the hospital. by this time my contractions were about five minutes apart each one growing more painful. i whimpered in pain with each one. "we're almost there sweetie, just keep breathing" he said rubbing my thigh.

2:26 am

after about twenty minutes we made it to the hospital. wyatt parked in the garage outside of the labor and delivery ward. he grabbed the bags from the trunk, slinging them over his shoulder before walking over to help me out of the car. we walked into l&d triage bay wyatt yelling "my wife is in labor!" as soon as we made it through the door. a nurse rushed a wheelchair over to me, wyatt helped me to sit before the nurse rushed us into a delivery room. we got settled in, i put on my hospital gown, climbing onto the bed before a nurse began to attach a bunch of monitors to my belly, and giving me an iv. anti-anxiety meds were soon pumped through my iv to help me calm down. the nurse asked to check my cervix, which was only at five centimeters.

"how do you feel, love?" wyatt asks one hand taking mine and the other landing on my bump. "i'm okay, still nervous." i replied, putting my free hand over his on my belly. "i know baby, everything is gonna be fine, just tell me what you need." "can you maybe lay here with me" a smile broke out onto his lips, "of course" he said before climbing up onto the hospital bed with me, his arms wrapping around me. his presence starting to calm me down. he rubbed my back through contractions for the next hour or so until the doctor came back in to check my cervix again, which was now at an eight. the longer i labored the more fed up i was getting with the whole experience, i wanted this baby out now. wyatt got up to go to the bathroom and i began sobbing while he was gone. "baby what's wrong?", he asked frantically while grabbing my hand. "i don't wanna do this anymore, im freaking starving and want this baby out of me." i answered through sobs, "oh sweetpea," he said wiping my tears away "it'll be over soon, i bet you'll be at a ten the next time the doctor checks you and then the baby'll be here and i'll get you whatever food you want."

4:55 am

a few minutes after i calmed down, the doctor came back in and told me i was at ten centimeters and ready to push. my anxiety spiking immediately. "it's okay, you can do it." wyatt smiled at me. the nurses helped me to get onto my back and ready to push, wyatt climbed into my bed behind me, pulling me to his chest. "let's have a baby", he whispered, following with a few kisses to the back of my head. the nurse instructed him to hold my legs up, which he did. "okay y/n, on the next contraction push as hard as you can okay." "okay"

wyatt's pov

my heart broke as i listened to y/n screaming in pain with each contraction. y/n had just made it through the 'ring of fire' so the rest should be smooth sailing. "one last push y/n and your baby will be here" the nurse said. "one more, baby and you did it!" i whispered. within seconds the nurse told us the baby was out and that it was a girl. y/n collapsed back onto my chest, her breathing heavy. "you did it baby, i'm so proud of you" i said leaning forward to kiss her head again. a nurse handed me a glass of water that i helped y/n to drink. "go see her" she weakly said to me after delivering the placenta, i did as she said, tearing up as i watched the nurses work on our baby.

5:30 am

finally both y/n and the baby were taken care of and settled. the nurse handed y/n our baby while i sat next to her with my arms around her. "look at her love, you did it, you had our baby" i said with tears of happiness gently streaming down my cheeks. "she's so beautiful" she said to me, i agreed. we asked a nurse to take a photo of the three of us,"do you two have a name picked out?" she asked after doing so. y/n turned to look at me and smiled, nodding gently.

"amelia sawyer" i said to the nurse. she left to work on the birth certificate while i gazed over at my two girls, happier than ever.