"Tara, wait..wait..babe." Jaime pulled her hands. Looking down at Tara that she's holding gently, Jaime gathers her thoughts as she breathes."I still can't believe it's time." Jaime starts grasping, breathing heavily as a pregnant woman.
"Hey.. hey.. babe.. calm down..please calm down..I know even I wish I could do something. You remember what the doctor says?" Tara broke her silence, holding her shoulders.
"Yes, I do remember, but no," Jaime whispers, being triggered and struggling to breathe like she's having a panic attack.
"It's a C-section, Tara. What if?" she said. start getting nervous while Jaime is in her wheelchair, hands grasping tight on its stainless steel bars.
"Any moment they will let me sleep... no pain, but I'm so scared," Jaime said, having those thoughts while delivering their baby. Tara rubbed her arm, kissing her head, assuring her wife it'll be okay once the baby is born.
"I'll be here when you wake up." Tara knelt one knee, looking up to Jaime while she's on her wheelchair; they're both wearing the same hospital gowns.
"I'll be here for the baby too, even if I'm still in the wheelchair. I will hold you both tight, I promise... and I will wait for you," Tara whispered, kissing her belly, trying to compose herself while still gaining her strength and doing balance. At the moment, Tara still had moments of dizziness. Insisted on assisting Jaime to lay her on the bed where Jaime will have a C-section.
"Mrs. Ferguson, everything is ready. Let us know if you're ready," one of the doctors said.
"Give us some more time, please... just a moment," Tara said.
"I love you, Tara," Jaime said, lying in bed completely with her hospital gown. Tara hugged her tight, pressing her lips to her.
"I'm ready." Jaime nodded one of the doctors's near her.
"In ten seconds you'll fall asleep, Mrs. Ferguson," one of the nurses said, placing the oxygen on her.
"Don't worry, babe.. the baby and you will be fine.. I'll be here, I promise." Tara kissed Jaime's forehead, knowing she keeps repeating herself, making sure Jaime won't be so worried. Giving assurance to her wife eases her fear by looking at Jaime, showing her that she's strong even if Taras is shaking inside. Wearing her façade cold look, as Jaime knew from her. Tara wearing those looks makes Jaime calm. Seeing Jaime slowly closing her eyes and breathing gently, her hand could barely hold her, but Tara grasped it and held it tight.
I love you, Jaime, even if I hide things from you...
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"Hi little one..." Tara's first three words also had her in tears seeing the baby taken from Jaime's belly.
"Miss Ferguson, would you do the honors?" the doctor said. She sounds so happy smiling despite those surgical masks on their faces after successfully cutting, and the baby is completely out of Jaime's belly. It starts crying.
Watching the umbilical cord was cut by Tara. The staff immediately did their job to clean; in a few minutes, the baby was ready and wrapped in a warm baby blanket to avoid being cold. Given to Jaime right away while Tara is watching those memorable moments. She's sitting in her wheelchair waiting, looking at them. Jaime closes her eyes, silently breathing, feeling the baby on her cheeks kissing. Jaime flinched when she felt something while the doctor was performing stitches on her.
"Congratulations, Miss Ferguson, to you and your wife, Jaime," the doctor said, shaking her hand and her other hand at her shoulders. Then all the staff in the delivery room are all clapping for the successful delivery. The mother and the baby are safe.
In a split second, there was a sudden shift right in front of Tara's eyes. The alarms were creating weird sounds, and it came off those monitoring machines. Tara knew something was wrong, but before she even said anything.
The nurse held the baby and gave it immediately to Tara, and someone pulled her wheelchair away; they both took her away from the delivery room. Watching Jaime's face, unconscious, fighting for her life as Tara stood there outside, looking through the thick glass walls, trying to be strong, gathering strength to hold the baby.
"Jaime... babe..." Tara whispers with tears in her eyes, looking back and forth to their baby that she's holding.
"I'll make things right for you and your mom," Tara whispered to the baby, wiping her own tears.
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