My Little Sunshine

Forty-one

Rose POV

Every contraction hit me like a goddamn train. Isaiah being behind me helped in a very comforting way but all it is doing is hurting my back more. Yet I don't have the heart to tell him because I know he doesn't know how to help me, I know he feels useless because he can't take the pain from me.

"You're doing so well, sunshine. So fucking good." Isaiah whispered in my ear. Knowing he's there with me is all that I need to get through this. And every time after I know he'll be there with me.

"I'm sorry." I mutter leaning my head back on his shoulder.

"What are you sorry for? Sunshine, you don't have to be sorry for anything." Isaiah said.

"My back hurts. I need you to move, please, I need to move." I whimpered uncomfortable in my own skin right now.

"That's nothing you should be sorry for, sunshine. The last thing you need right now is to be uncomfortable. Tell me what you need and I'll do whatever I can to help."

I nodded and Isaiah moved from behind me. My arms leaned on the headboard as I kneeled. Isaiah to the side of me rubbing my back which is way more comfortable than we were before. Like this I could happily have our baby and get him out as soon as I can.

"I'm just going to have a feel, Rose, to see how much you've dilated." The midwife says. I nod and make no way to move from the position I'm in. It's comfortable and I can still have Isaiah rubbing my back. She makes no complaints as she kneels on the bed behind me and feels for how much I've dilated.

"Very good, Rose. Feels to be nine centimetres. So close, okay. Not long now at all."

"You hear that sunshine. Not long now and we'll have our little one." Isaiah whispers to me. I nod as another contraction hits. I scream out in pain needing to push. Anything to get him out.

"I need to push." I cry.

"No Rose, you're not ready. Try to hold off. It's really not that long now." The midwife says.

"Do something for the pain. She's in pain, help her." Isaiah growls.

"She's too far gone, if she was dilated less than I could've offered but she's not."

"That's bullshit. Just help her."

"Isaiah." I cry out for him. I feel his chest against my side letting me feel his warmth. Once the contraction stops I relax and lean my body weight on to him. "Please don't shout."

"I'm sorry, sunshine. I wish there was more I could do. I want to take your pain." He says.

"I know. But there isn't. All I want to do is focus on getting him out. That's all I care about. If your shout and growl he'll get scared and really won't come. We don't want that."

"No, baby, we don't." He smiles with a soft chuckle.

"How are you getting on?" Judith walks in with Elodie behind her.

"He really isn't ready to come out." I let out a small laugh before its cut off by a cry of pain as another contraction hits. "I really need to push. Let me push or I'll fucking do this myself." I yell.

"Women have been doing this for centuries, sunshine. Do what your body tells you to do, no one can tell you what to do other than you." Isaiah reassured me.

"I'm right behind you, Rose. The baby will be fine." The midwife says. I nod and do what I need to do.

The reassurance from Isaiah is comforting as well as the words from the midwife. I push until I stop, it isn't until when another contraction comes that I push again, just pushing to get my baby out. Mine and Isaiah's.

"Amazing, keep going Rose. Just a little more then he'll be crowning."

I give it all I can and I stop when she tells me the baby's crowning. No matter how much I try, I all I want to do is push more. I can feel him there and I just want him out.

"Okay, one more big one Rose. Give it all you can." And I do. I push crying out while squeezing the life out of Isaiah's hand. His fingers turning purple from my grip however a small price to pay seeing I am pushing his child out of me.

"I can see him, Rose. A little more, baby, just a little more." Isaiah says. Yet all I can hear is the excitement in his voice. The adoration that he can finally see what our love created.

I smile for a moment before taking a deep breath and pushing for the final time. A loud cry fills the room and I can hear Isaiah take a breath as he takes in the sight of our baby. I look behind me to see the midwife wrap him in a towel. Slowly I turn and lay on my back and she places the baby in my arms. Isaiah sits next to us, one arm around me and one cradling my arm that cradles the baby.

"We have a baby boy, sunshine. We have little Enzo." Isaiah whispers.

"He's beautiful." I smile. "And all ours. We did this."

"We did. I'm so proud of you, Rose. You did so good."

After a while, I was showered and sat in bed with little Enzo in my arms. Isaiah next to me not being able to take his eyes off our son. It's like if he does he'll disappear.

"He's not going anywhere. You can leave the room. You must be hungry." I say to him.

"I'm okay." Isaiah whispers back. His finger delicately running across Enzo's little soft cheeks.

"Gonna hold your son or what?" I laugh a little. Isaiah has made no move to ask or even so much as indicate he wants to hold our baby. All he's been doing is watching him.

"No. He's happy in your arms."

"I bet he'd be even happier finally able to be in the arms of the one who's been talking to him all this time. Making him kick all the time."

"It's okay. He's okay." Isaiah gives me a tight smile and looks at me before looking back at Enzo.

"You won't break him, I promise. Hold him before everyone else takes him away."

Isaiah's eyes turn dark after my comment. "No ones taking him. I'll kill them."

"I didn't mean it like that. I mean like when everyone comes to meet him. He'll be getting lots of cuddles from his aunts and grandparents."

"He's really small." Isaiah looks at me. "I don't want to hurt him."

"Never. You could never hurt him, I promise. Hold your son." I tell him. Carefully, I lay Enzo in his fathers arms for the first time.

Tears fill my eyes as I watch Isaiah's fill with so much love. The way his eyes brighten having his son in his arms is something I will never forget. I wish for nothing but this moment to be captured but I know if so much as move in the slightest, Isaiah will look away and the moment will be gone.

But it's now complete. Our family is complete. The only thing missing is the bond that ties us together for eternity.

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