Birth

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We stayed in Thailand for another week. We made sure that we had fun and savored every moment of being together. Zach hugged me firmly when he saw me. Shimi kissed both my cheeks and embraced me tightly. "Welcome back, love," she said. The twins were very happy when they saw my protruding belly. "We will help you babysit her, Aunt Brie," Dom, always acting like an adult, said.

I got to carry my newborn nephew Zachary Jr.; he is the exact copy of Zach. Mitch silently watched me. I looked at him and gave him Zach Jr. He reluctantly carried him; my nephew's lips made an "O' form, which brought a smile to Mitch.

Mitch moved our things into my unit, and Kevin and Daniel visited us. "Welcome back, run away princess; we miss you so much," Kevin said while embracing me. They stayed for dinner, and Mitch did all the cooking. To my delight, he prepared Pad Thai and even Som Tam for me—well, for four, actually. "Marriage suits you well," Daniel said, patting Mitch's shoulder.

When Kevin and Daniel left us, Mitch started to clean the table and wash the dishes. He did the laundry last night, and he even folded our clothes. He woke up early and prepared our breakfast. My eyes started to water when I remembered the days he was looking for me.

He was suddenly at my side when he saw me crying. "Are you in pain? I will call the hospital," he said while dialing the number on his phone. I pulled on his shirt and kissed him. "I am sorry I left you," I said between my kisses. He smiled, and as usual, he accommodated my silent yearning.

I was in the mirror looking at my body with just my underwear when I felt the movement of my baby, and my belly was moving too. "Honey! "I shouted from our dressing room; my husband, like a snappy soldier, was already in front of me in just seconds. His eyes were full of worry. "Our baby is moving, and I can see it," I said. He knelt and watched the movement for a while, then he put his hands in and kissed my stomach. "I love you, baby; you can run now, but tonight you sleep when your mother wanted to sleep," he said while he gently rubbed his hands against my belly.

"Sweetheart, wake up; we will go somewhere else today," he said while he gave small kisses on my face and neck. I sat on the bed groggily; my breakfast was already on the side table, as always. He grabbed the tray and put it in his lap while he fed me food. My eyes were still closed, and I leaned on his shoulder. I chomped my food lazily. I finished the food longer than normal, but my husband was patiently waiting for me to finish.

He took the tray and went outside the room while I was still in my position. I protested when he carried me to the bathroom and helped me with the quick shower. He gently rubbed every part of my body. I was so ashamed last time, but he clearly told me that he loves me more now. I feel like a toddler, and I enjoyed every moment of his care. He dried me with a towel, and he helped me walk towards the dressing room. I let the towel go, circled his neck with my arms, and kissed him. "How about you feed my hormones, first husband? "He moaned and carried me to bed.

I raised my brow when I saw him take the picnic basket to the dining table. He winked at me and checked my bag. I rolled my eyes when he saw everything on it. We shopped for our baby's needs last time, and he checked everything like a soldier checking his gear. He even packed our emergency bag and put it in the car.

He drove me to a pretty house near the lake and on the hillside. The modern black house with large windows and a green roof was like camouflage to blend with nature. I smiled when I hinted that Mitch's taste was incorporated into the design. He helped me get out of the car and took my hand; we both walked towards the house.

"When are we going to move here? "I asked him. He smiled. "Do you like it? "He asked instead. I smiled at him. "I like it very much," I said, while I stared at the mesmerizing view of the lake and greenery in front of me.

He hugged me from behind. "My mother's family has old money; her parents were against my father. They disowned her when she married my father. She was the only child, and when my parents died, my grandfather came to me and wanted to take me from Paul and Lucy. I was eighteen then, but I firmly told him that I would go to the academy for my military career. When he died, he left all his old money to me and Alana, including this property," he said.

I looked at him in amazement; he had opened up to me now. "Since you are loaded, I want to stay at home and take good care of you and our kids," I said, laughing. "Really, you wanted to be a housewife? "He asked happily. "Well, not in a sense, because you did all the chores and I just sit and sleep," I said, teasing him. "I will make you happy, sweetheart," he said, hugging me tightly. Kirk handled the restaurant well, and I want to spend all my time with my family.

Mitch started his work at the Primestone headquarters, and he brought me with him. Alana hugged me when she saw me and happily chatted with me. Tiffany and Eloise talked to me for a while before they went to their tasks. I stayed at Mitchell Quarters; it was huge, like a room with all the facilities of a house. I was astounded when I saw Shimi's quarter; it was like a three-story house inside a room with complete amenities. They are freaks! Even the garage was inside her quarter with those limited-edition car models.

Lance threw a buffet dinner; all Primestone members were present, including Romano. He was talking on his phone when he saw me, and he gave me the phone. "Stop calling me all the time, Bectaz; I am fine, and Wolfe is fine too. Give the phone to Brie now! ," she said in a demanding tone. "I cleared my throat; well, I will tell Romano about it," I said with amusement.

"I am sorry, Brie. I miss you. I will make time to visit you, OK? ," she said guiltily. "Don't worry Sophie, I am fine, we will meet when you're not busy" I said. She sighed. "Yeah, our junior's birthday is coming; I hope you can attend," she said, while I heard a baby's cry. "We will be there; you are cool, and I miss you, Sophie," I said. She laughs when you have three kids; staying cool is a privilege," she said before she ended the call. I returned the phone to Romano. "Don't call her again or she'll kill you," I said, laughing. He combed his hair, put his phone in his pocket, and winked at me, "An old habit hard to die."

I watched Mitch talking to Lance in a serious manner. They were both intimidating, but I knew they had a soft heart for the people they loved. I grimaced when I felt a sudden pain, and I breathed deeply. Mitch asked Liza many things about labor, and Liza explained about the interval, among other things. Liza is Matthew's wife; he is also in the training department with Mitch. I was in pain for an hour, and they were all still at the dining table, all absorbed in their conversation.

Mitch came to me when they all rose from their chairs. I could feel something liquid running down my legs; my sandals and the floor were wet. "Sweetheart, let's go to our room," he said while he took my hand. I shook my hand, and I didn't stir from my chair. I was ashamed of the mess I created.

He kneeled beside me. "What's wrong? Are you in pain? "He gently asked me. Zach looked at us, frowning, but he stayed where he was. "I need to wipe the floor; my water broke," I said, hiding my face from everyone. Mitch instantly carried me. "The hell with the floor! "

He ran toward the door. He laid me gently in the car seat and adjusted it for my comfort. He ran to the driver's seat, and he drove like crazy. He clenched his jaw when he heard my groans due to pain. We were at the hospital in no time; he carried me to the emergency room, and when the doctor asked me about the duration of the cramps, he left me and called someone. Mitch came to him and said in a threatening voice, "She's in pain. Do something." The doctor calmly looked at him. "I called her OB, and labor takes time," he said.

Mitch was wiping my damp, agonized face when Lisa came. She checked on me. "She is 4 cm dilated, save your energy. Don't push, use the breathing method you learned to ease the pain. I'll be back," she said. Mitch frowned. "How long will she suffer? "He asked frantically. Liza smiled. "It depends," she said, and left.

I smiled when I saw sweat on his forehead, and his hands were shaking a little. "I never imagined I would see you like this, looking nervous. I thought you were one of the Greek gods," I said, teasing him, but my breath hitched when the strong pain stayed longer with more pressure on the lower abdomen.

After more than three hours of agonizing moments, Katharina Marie came into the world. We both agreed to name our daughter after our mothers. Mitch smiled with tears when she saw his daughter. "I love you both; you are my world," he said, kissing my temple.


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