A Lifetime With You

The Surprise of a Lifetime

*skip ahead several months*
"These period cramps have been fucking killing me these past few days" I say. "Baby maybe you need to go to the doctor" Joe said. "No I think I'll be fine. Maybe I have PCOS or something" I said. "More of a reason why you SHOULD go" he says. "I'll think about it" I say. I think on it the rest of the day but it doesn't get any worse so I shrug it off.

3:30 AM
I wake up in a sweat and the pain is much more intense. "Joe! Something's not right! It hurts so bad" I say, shaking him awake. "Ok, baby. It's ok. Let's go get you checked out" he says. He gets up in a panic and throws some clothes on and my parents rush here because he called them. "Please be careful. Call or text us as soon as everything is okay please. Let us know what's going on" I hear my mom say as we're struggling to get out the door. We get in the car and Joe rushes to the hospital. We fill out the paperwork quickly and are taken to a private emergency room suite. My doctor rushes in and can see the stress and worry on my face. "It hurts so bad. I don't know what is wrong with me. My period has been coming and going like normal, but these past few days has been torture" I say. "Okay, let's take a look" she says. She chuckles. "Oh wow..." she says. "What?" I ask in a panic. She starts paging nurses to come in. "Honey, you're in labor and this baby is coming NOW" she says. "What?!" I ask, trying not to pass out. Joe runs to the bathroom and I hear him throwing up. She gets me prepped for delivery and I'm staring up at the ceiling wondering when this could've happened. Fuck. It was the night he finished filming and I was filled with jealousy because of that stupid actress. I remember riding him and him telling me to get off but I couldn't because I was cumming and we came together. Fuck!!! How am I gonna be a mom to FIVE children? Our youngest is a year old and still breastfeeding. "You didn't have any suspicions?" my doctor asked. "No. None. There is no bump as you can see. No weight gain. My boobs are the same for now. I've literally been getting my period. How the hell does this happen?" I ask. "It's very rare, but it can happen and you are proof of that." she said. Joe comes back. "You okay?" my doctor asks him. "Mhm. Fine, just in a little bit of shock" he says. "Let's get you prepped for this delivery, honey" my doctor said. Joe grabbed my hand and pushed my hair out of my face. "Guess we're having another baby" he says, chuckling. "I guess so" I said, smiling. "We didn't prepare for this. We have literally nothing here" I say. "It's okay. I'll make a list of things and I'll have you check them off and I'll go out and get them. We've still got Willow's car seat in the car so we can take her home in that..." he says. "Her? You seem so confident it's another girl" I say. "It's definitely a girl. I feel it. We've got 4 kids and only one boy. My sperm makes mostly girls" he said laughing. The other nurses show up and I'm finally fully prepped. My legs are wide open in the stirrups and they put the spotlight down there. 10 minutes into pushing I was crowning and screaming my head off. "Good job, babe" Joe said, rubbing my knee. He watched as our baby's head slowly slipped out. I have to get an episiotomy and I cringe throughout that whole thing. "You're a fucking champ" Joe said, rubbing my shoulder. Once I'm told to push again, I push until I'm red in the face and lightheaded. "Good. Good strong push, mama. Give me another one, come on" she says. I do another big push. "Give me one more strong push" she says. I do that and the pain suddenly stops and I feel fluids gushing out of me. They put a baby blanket on my chest and put the baby on top of my chest. "Oh my god" I say, bursting into tears. Joe was crying too. "Congrats on your baby boy" my doctor said. Joe kisses me with passion. We look at the clock. 4:40 AM. So much has happened within the past hour and it's a lot to take in. "I love you. You did so good" Joe says. He cuts the cord and they take our screaming baby to be weighed. "7 pounds exactly and 20 inches long" the nurse says. I take my gown off so I can do skin to skin. They put him on my chest and they say they're gonna wheel me up to postpartum recovery. "Let's call your parents and tell them everything is fine and when we show back up with a baby they'll be absolutely surprised" he says. He calls my mom. "Hey Andrea, just wanted to let you know everything turned out fine. She's okay. It's not PCOS or anything concerning but they do want to keep her for 24 hours to monitor her so basically what that means is we'll be home around lunchtime tomorrow" he says, leaving a voicemail. "You did so good today, baby" he said. "Thanks. I'm exhausted" I say, smiling. "We have no clothes for him, babe. He needs a whole wardrobe. A fuck ton of newborn and 0-3 month clothes" I say. "I'll go as soon as Target opens. I'll wear my hat and a mask so nobody notices me" he says. "You're the best" I say. He blows me a kiss. The baby starts fussing on my chest. "Can you please pass me that extra pillow over there please?" I ask Joe. He gives it to me and I have to form a DIY nursing pillow because I don't have one at the moment. He was fussing until I latched him onto my boob and the room fell silent other than his sucking noises. Joe lies beside me on the bed because the beds in the recovery suites are massive. "The pain is so uncomfortable" I say. "I'm sorry. You're a badass. And I thank you for giving me a perfect baby" he said, kissing my arm. "We've only been here a few hours but I'm so ready to go home" I say. "I know, me too" he agrees.