More Than a Soldier

Chapter 84 - Eviction

Y/n's POV:

This little guy's due date has come yet he is still firmly within my uterus. I feel like I have been waiting to go into labour from about two weeks before the due date of the 14 August. Every morning I'd wake up and hope today would be the day. But it never was. I was ready to go back to not being pregnant any more! 

Scar and I have tried to encourage the labour. We've gone on lots of walks, eating anything Google says might help the process. I've never eaten so many spicey curries in my life! We've also been having a lot of sex. Not that I'm complaining about that. My sex drive, although has fluctuated through my pregnancy, has always been high. I have the most gorgeous wife and I'll happily have sex with her every day. But nothing seems to have worked and I'm back to being frustrated. I completely understand how Rachel felt in friends when she was overdue.

Ava is really excited for her little brother to join us and wants him to come sooner rather than later as she doesn't want to be back at school when he's born. She wants time to be able to be with him before she has to go back. It's all very cute.

Each night I go to bed, a little deflated that I'm still pregnant. I'm so excited to meet him and it feels disappointing each day I fall asleep. The day after his due date I start getting a bit of back ache, but I don't think much of it. I've had a bad back through the majority of my pregnancy. The large baby bump has taken a toll on my body. Not that I will ever regret it. It may have been tough at times, but there is something magical about carrying your child. I just wish that Scarlett could have had the opportunity to get this experience.

"Are you ok babe?" Scarlett asks as I groan, trying to get comfortable in bed. "My back's sore and I can't get comfortable." I explain. With no words, she gets up and moves behind me. Her hands start to gently rub at my back, causing instant relief. "That's nice." I mumble, feeling more relaxed straight away. "Can I get you anything?" Scarlett asks but I shake my head. "Just stay with me?" I ask and she adjust her position to get comfortable, still massaging my back.

When we eventually get up, we decide to have a nice warm bubble bath to help relax my back. Scarlett slips in behind me and holds me close, her hands resting on my bump. "Do you think he might make an appearance today?" Scarlett asks. "Who knows. Seems like he's doing this all on his own time." I reply with a shrug. "I think we're going to have an independent little boy!" Scarlett smiles, placing a kiss to my shoulder.

Most of the day I feel uncomfortable. My back is sore, and I just can't sit still. "Do you think this is early signs of labour?" Scarlett asks that evening when I get back into bed after going to the toilet for the third time in an hour. "Maybe. This does feel different than my normal aches and pains." I admit but try to not get too excited. "If it is labour. I think he's planning on dragging this out." I huff as I snuggle in close to Scarlett. "Dr Callahan said to try and sleep as much as possible in the latent stages of labour. You need your energy." Scarlett reminds me, resting her head against mine and placing a hand on my stomach.

Thankfully, I get a good night sleep and wake up feeling a little more refreshed. Whilst we're having breakfast, I feel a tight pain and grasp at my stomach whilst groaning. "Mummy?" Ava asks me worriedly. "I'm ok." I breathe out through the pain. But I can still see her worried face. "MAMA!" Ava shouts, rushing to my side, not believing me. Scarlett rushes in from the other room, clearly hearing the worry in Ava's voice. "What's wrong?" She asks. Ava just points at me. "I think I'm having contractions." I share and I watch as her face pales.

"Oh God. You're in labour we uh. We need to um. Shit! What do we need to do?" She asks in a panic. With the pain subsiding, I get up from my seat and walk over to Scarlett, taking her hand in mine. "Firstly, take a deep breath." I instruct her, breathing with her. "Secondly, we still have to wait. My waters haven't broken, and the contractions need to be much closer together." I speak calmly now my contraction has passed. "5 minutes." Scarlett says once her panic subsides. "What?" I ask and she looks up to meet my eyes. "We go to the hospital when your contractions are 5 minutes apart." She informs me and I nod, remembering what Dr Callahan had told us.