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Demi

"Dems, what are you doing?" Jesse laughs as he finds me curling my hair.

"I'm doing my hair and makeup. I refuse to look crazy in my photos. I want to make a good first impression!" I say and he comes over and puts his hands on my hips.

I set the curler down when I feel another contraction coming. I lean on my arms on the counter and hold my breath. This is the strongest one yet.

"Demi, breathe" Jesse reminds me and I do. His hands stay comfortingly on my hips, and works through some breathing exercises with me.

"Oh, god" I let out and I feel myself starting to shake. Not only is it extremely painful but its also really uncomfortable.

After about a minute the pain subsides and I finish my hair and makeup stopping about every five minutes to get through a contraction and Jesse stays with me the whole time.

"Can you go put everything in the car? I think it's time go. It's been about 45 minutes of one minute contractions every five minutes so Addison told me to come in." I ask Jesse and he, of course, happily obliges.

I double check everything is ready and packed up and Jesse helps me out to the car after he gets it all in. We stop by her nursery on the way out.

"It's crazy. The next time we come home she will be in our arms." Jesse says and I notice his eyes getting watery.

I put my hand on the side of his face and kiss him. "You are going to be the best Daddy."

He looks down at me and I wipe his single tear. No words are exchanged between us, just a kiss. He then helps me out to the car.

I hook my phone up to the car while Jesse goes around and gets in the drivers side. I dial Matthews number first. It rings once and he answers.

"Is it time?" He asks excitedly.

"Yep! We are actually pulling out of the driveway right now so come over whenever." I say and I hear him scream on the other side.

"Okay! Oh my god! Okay! I love you D!" I laugh and so does Jesse.

"I love you too. I'm gonna go so I can make a few more calls." We end the call and I dial Dallas's number.

"Hello?" I hear Leah answer the phone.

"Oh hey, Leah! Is Dallas with you?" I ask and she says yes and gives the phone to Dallas who puts it on speaker.

"Hey Dal. So I'm in labor, and Jesse and I are heading to the hospital now. We will keep you updated but you are welcome to come." I tell her and she starts crying on the other side.

"Holy shit, okay! Um, I'll be there in a little bit and we will wait in the waiting room for as long as it takes!" She says and we talk for a few minutes before we end the call.

I feel another contraction so I put off calling anyone else. My parents will already be at the hospital by the time we get there. Jesse has called his parents, Johanna and Reginald, and they are booking a flight from Georgia in a few weeks, to give us time to adjust.

"Oh god, Jesse this hurts." I whine to him as I try to breath through the contraction.

"I know baby. You are doing great. We are only 7 minutes out." He says and kisses my hand which he is holding.

"Demi, talk to me baby. Through the contraction." He says, trying a technique we learned in a birthing and labor class.

"I don't want an epidural. No matter what. No epidural, okay?" I ask him and he looks over at me. I see something in his eyes and it makes my heart hurt a little. I'm not sure what it is, but there is an unspoken feeling between the two of us. I'm anxious that it's the fact that Jesse is always on high alert for me, making sure I'm okay, and I don't want him to have to do that.

"Okay. Whatever you want is what I will make sure happens." He says, caressing the back of my hand with his thumb.

"Unless they say I need a C section to get her out safely, I don't care as long as she's safe." I tell him and I can feel the pain easing up a little but moving to my lower back.

"Okay baby. But don't worry about that right now. Right now everything is fine." He says and I nod.

The whole rest of the car it goes pretty similarly. Me telling Jesse what I want and him reassuring me constantly. Even though times I feel like I'm being delusional or too much. He always reassures me and makes me understand that I'm just doing my best and that's what's most important. He gets me through all of my struggles and I just hope that I can do the same for him. I hope he realizes that he doesn't have to always be the strong one.

He parks in front of the labor and delivery department, where a nurse is waiting for us. Dr. Montgomery must have alerted them when we said we were on our way. Thankfully I'm not at all worried about paparazzi seeing us, because we have taken a month break from social media so they have no idea.

Jesse and I slowly walk over to the nurse and they help me into the wheelchair. I look up at Jesse and I grab his hand. "Ready for this?" I ask and he smiles.

"I've never been more ready. This is all we have ever wanted." He says and kisses the hand he is holding and we walk into the hospital.

They take me up to my labor room and help me into the bed, where they instantly start connecting me to machines and monitors. Jesse stays standing by my side, and I can feel how antsy he is. They finish and leave Jesse and I alone.

"Babe, sit down. We could be here for a while." I say and I scoot over and pat the bed next to me. "Come here."

Jesse sits in the bed next to me and is as stiff as a board. I can tell he is scared to touch me, and doesn't know what to do. I lay my head down on his chest and he softens.

Jesse takes out his phone and the picture I took of our hands when Jesse was standing next to the bed and posts it on instagram, ending out social media break. This is something we want to remember forever and posting pictures will help us do so, and update friends, fans, and family.

ijessewilliams: ready for you, baby S🤍

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