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you wanna start a family? pt.4 (end?)

I was just going shopping with my wife on a nice little outting when I felt fluid come out of me...My fucking water broke in public. What the fuck is wrong with the world? And to top it off some poor old lady had to watch.  Fuck my life.

My beautiful wife, who I'm trying very hard not to think about, saw what happened and was freaking out over what just happened.  She called 911 while telling me to calm down. She's such an angel.

I hope the fucking paramedics come soon because I am already extremely embarrassed about my water breaking in FUCKING PUBLIC.

That woman is looking at me like I killed her grandchild and she doesn't even know why that's happening. The fucker has no right to judge me. It's my fucking bodies fault for Christ's sake.   I didn't force this shit out of me! I didn't make the damn thing happen in any way. And if anyone is going to look at me weird then they can shove it up their ass. Fuck that shit!

Vada just got sick of waiting for the paramedics so she just took my hand and we ran off to the car  and booked it to the hospital.I

I don't even remember how we managed to get to the fucking hospital. Vada just knew we needed to hurry or something.  God bless her.

Once we got to the hospital she hurriedly talked to the man at the front desk.  He just told us to go to the delivery room since my water already broke.  I nod and follow the directions the man gave me  without even asking any questions.  This was not a good day for me.

The doors to the delivery room were open and a woman wearing scrubs was standing there smiling at me.  I walked up to her as my wife stood next to me holding both our hands tightly.  The woman said, “Hi, My name is Dr. Lander.  Are you ready for your baby?”  I nodded, and she brought us into the room and had me lay on the bed.  The doctor started prepping me by asking some technical question I didn't quite catch.  I could feel the contractions starting inside of me but I tried to ignore them but it started getting so painful that  I couldn't take it anymore.  The doctor seemed to notice that I was struggling and pulled me closer to her side to help me through it.  After a few minutes of agony I began feeling better and less nauseous than before. A few seconds later it seemed to have stopped hurting  so I looked up.  The doctor said, “Everything is good, honey.  You've done great. Just relax now and let me help you.”

And the rest is history.  After a couple hours of pain, the doctor announced that we had twins, two little girls

.  My wife looked like she might cry but she did not.  Instead, I watched as she walked over to where the nurses were checking to see if our babies are healthy and smiled softly at them.   As they checked our babies I sat back on the bed and started thinking...

We're finally mommies.

It's amazing isn't it? How the fuck does the body work in such amazing ways. One second I'm being tortured in hell and the next I have twin daughters.  This must be some kind of twisted miracle.

Finally, the doctor came back with our twins and  handed one of the babies to my wife and one to me.  I held my daughter closely and Vada wrapped her free arm around my shoulder and kissed the top of my head lovingly. I love my family more than anything...even more than life itself.

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Anyone have ideas for a part 5 because I'd love to continue this series but I have no clue what to do...