Amelia waddled around her shop talking to a customer and helping to create the perfect bouquet for a proposal. She smiled brightly as she gathered some roses and baby's breath before moving behind the counter. She skillfully arranged everything with a beautiful bow and sent him on his way. She sighed softly and stretched holding her back and rubbing her belly with a deep breath. Only days away from her due date with twins she was tired and sore but the shop was her own and she swore she would work until the last moment. It was a smaller town so many were supportive and helpful and business was great. With a deep breath she got back to work and greeted the next customer.
The shop door jingled, with a familiar sound Amelia had grown accustomed to. There entered a young man, his features soft, and her presence peaceful. His demeanor spoke of his timidity, though in truth, he had an aura of mystery to him. Looking to the check out counter, he saw her. A fair woman, who was radiant, gentle with every move she made. He couldn't help but feel the blood rush to his cheeks. Making his way towards her, the sounds of his steps caught her attention, as she turned to meet him, it was then that he truly saw her. Looking to her abdomen, he tried his best to avoid to stare, instead, he extended his hand, greeting her. "Oh, hello-" he chose his words carefully. "Are you the proprietor of this establishment?"
Amelia smiled as she stepped from behind the counter to greet him. Her smile was warm and bright as she shook his hand. Her hands were small, warm, and soft as she looked into his eyes. "Hello! Welcome! And yes I am. My name is Amelia. How can I help you today? We have all kinds of flowers freshly cut to any needs you might have." She chirped as a hand moved to her large belly as the twins stirred in their cramped quarters.
Though Luciano has seen an expectant mother before, in this instance he felt awestruck. His eyes looked to where her body held a miracle, but his conscious insisted that he was being rude. "Oh-" His mind searched for the words to speak. "I need a bouquet. My mother-" He paused as to reflect on her. "She loved Begonias, and it's something she nurtured in her own garden. If it isn't too much trouble." His gaze held Amelia, as if fear harbored in his heart, and he was uncertain how to quell such demons. "I would love to get her some." Amelia could only listen to the strangers words, as she tried to make sense of this feeling she had. Mother's intuition, he conscious told her, but perhaps more. Her babies stirred to the sound of his voice.
She couldn't help but smile as he spoke her hands moving to her back and belly rubbing it gently as they stirred. They hadn't done this for anyone else and. Why did she feel so drawn to him. She caught him looking at her belly briefly and blushed as she continued to listen to him. "That is very sweet of you. And it's not trouble at all. I can get those for you right now if you just follow me. The only thing I'm not doing at the moment is advanced orders with the twins being due any day now I don't want to not be able to get s a large order done on time. Or have to go to the hospital during a scheduled pick up. But this will be no problem." She said as she waddled slightly in front of him to where the begonias were. "Here we are. Is there a certain color she favors?" She asked slightly out of breath from the amount of movement coming from the little ones combined with how hard she'd been working.
Her grace maintained, despite being so far along. Her belly led every step she took, and to think she was going to be a mother in mere days left Luciano partially guilty. "Pink-" His words were firm, as he was uncertain as to what he should do, as his heart pulled in Amelia's direction, morals that had been instilled into him, by the woman he called Mother. "You mentioned advanced orders." In his heart of hearts he had to ask, even were she to say no. "Do you work alone?" His pride began to swell, but his humility reminded him that Amelia wasn't helpless.
She smiled at his decision and pulled some sheers from her apron pocket and began to pick some different shades of pink as well as some greens and accents. "I do. In the summer I usually hire a high school or college student or two as interns to help a bit and give them some experience and training but most of the time it is just me. And because it's impossible to know just when the little ones will arrive.... I can only do same day orders right now" she smiled taking everything back to the counter and skillfully arranging it for him with a bow and vase. "What about you? May I ask what you do for a living..... oh my goodness I am so sorry. I told you my name but I'm not sure I got yours" she smiled a bit embarrassed as she swayed and worked.
Amelia's touch was tender. It was clear she put her love into everything that she did. Though Luciano couldn't say the same, it was clear her condition did little to hinder her abilities to perform her duties. Still her femininity was nearly enough to bring him to his knees, as Luciano knew his connections to the opposite sex have been less than favorable. "Me?" I was surprised that she had asked. Though his demeanor was rough, and his facial hair was due to be pruned, he felt he was a beast in the presence of beauty. "I'm a laborer of sorts." If he had the mind to, he would have flexed his muscles, but again he hasn't been in high school for over two decades. "I assemble parts utilized in the oil and gas industry. It pays well enough, but it isn't my dream career." He answered, a bit embarrassed, as he was unsure how he could aid her in her shop. He could easy bend a stem with his grasp, or damage a petals of a bouquet. Amelia's wares were possibly as fragile as she was.
" It's wonderful to meet you" Amelia smiled looking around. The shop was decent sized but still small and she maintained everything herself. In the last few months that had become difficult and there were a few things that needed fixing. It wasn't difficult work but had become too difficult in her current state. "That's nice. Though now I feel I have to ask what your dream career is" she beamed tying the last bow on the vase before turning it to show him. "Here you go how's- mn" she was cut off as she winced visibly in pain that she tried to hide it as she held the counter and her belly quietly breathing heavier almost panting. She didn't want him to know. She hated when this happened in front of customers. But she had been pushing herself too hard and was still due at any time. "E. Excuse me. I. I'm so sorry. Hoo" her grip on the counter tightened as she tried to take a slow deep breath looking around for her Chair.
His heart sank as he saw her. Luciano, in a fluid motion, retrieved a chair adjacent to the counter. I was sure he was being forward, but hoped in his heart that he wasn't overstepping his boundaries. He took her hand, sliding his palm into hers. There she felt the callouses on his fingers and palms, a clear indication of his profession. Her breath was rhythmic, causing her belly to rise and fall beneath her. With a soft grunt, her posterior fell to her seat, causing the material to squeak and the bottom to bow. Sure she was anchored to her chair, Luciano removed his hand from hers, sure the surface of his own hand could be abrasive to hers. "Excuse me for being forward Amelia." His eyes could read the discomfort on her face, but in his heart of hearts he knew he had to ask. "Would you have my become your assistant here at your shop? At the very least until you've given birth?" His heart ran a mile a minute with his inquiry, unsure how she would respond or how she felt.
Anemia's face continues to contort in pain as he pulled over the chair. When his hand slid into her she held on to it tightly as she continued to pant. His hands were strong and rough yet comforting and gentle. As she sat down she squeezed his hand not really wanting to let go as he pulled away. She slowed her breathing and rubbed get belly eventually relaxing as the pain ended. She was a bit surprised by his proposition but was touched and smiled as she sat back and relaxed. "I can't pay you much but. I would really appreciate that Luciano" she said reaching for his hand again wanting to be close to him. "Why don't you let me treat you to lunch and we can discuss it some more?" She added as movement could be seen in her belly.
Amelia's occupants writhed against her uterine walls, as if to protest their mother straining herself to complete the simplest task. Though, she would do anything for her children, even if it meant working until her due date. "Treat me?" Luciano was embarrassed to think Amelia would even mention the idea. "I insist." He took her hand into hers. "It would be my pleasure to cater to you, but." His face became solemn as he turned to the bouquet of Begonias on the counter. "How much do I owe you for the Begonias?" He turned back to Amelia. "I have to give my mother her Begonias."
She smiled and gave him a large discount without telling him. The nice arrangement he ordered with the base would have been closer to $50 but she simply said "15 is fine. Can I get you anything else?" She asked as she softly held his hand and very slowly stood wincing slightly as she did. "And how about dinner then? You choose when?" She smiled ringing up the flowers at the cash register. She continued to take slow deep breaths as she swayed feeling tired and sore. She prayed the twins would come soon buy a part of her also prayed that they waited.
Luciano retrieved his wallet and pulled out most of his cash. "$15?" It wasn't often that he did this, though in truth, it wasn't often he met a woman close to her due date still on the clock, that either spoke of her tenacity to push through her duties, or spoke volumes of her necessity to generate income. "How about $100. It's customary to offer a tip, is it not?" His tone was firm as his serious demeanor did little to affirm any sort of jest. Amelia was expecting twins, which could just as easily offset the woman's budget. He didn't pity the woman, he only sought to aid her, in a time pivotal to her as a mother and to her soon to be children. Of it were up to him, he would forego giving her the option to waddle, despite how cute she made it out to be, her swollen body was certainly becoming a strain on her, and Luciano was confident he could easy carry her, if not push her in a wheel chair. "I understand that being pregnant has alternated your appetite, has it not?" He wanted to give her the freedom to chose, despite his intent on funding the affair.
Her eyes widened in shock as she covered her mouth with her hand for a moment as tears formed in her eyes. "Luciano. I.... why would you. I. I couldn't possible accept this but. Thank you" she said "thank you. Why. Why do we just go to the little Italian place down the street ok?" She whimpered. He was so very kind and sweet. It melted her heart. "You are so sweet. You really are. I. I can't thank you enough. Honestly" she said as her thumb made circles on her belly easing the babies as she looked at him and wiped her face. She'd been working so hard and did need the money. She wasn't sure how she was going to handle the hospital bills and had thought about just giving birth at home but with twins it was risky without help. And she was the only one working. She needed to maintain her shop for as long as she could.
Luciano responded with a warm smile, despite his rugged exterior, he gave the aura of a gentleman, to be sure, though he knew in his heart he wasn't perfect. "If it's not too much trouble, Would you mind coming with me to deliver the begonias to my mother first?" He extended his palm to her, insisting that he'd held here, or in his mind, perhaps, that they could dance instead. The tango or the salsa would be demanding, but if the opportunity rose, he would prefer to just sway with her. There was a tightening feeling in Amelia's pelvic floor. Braxton hicks contractions. The pain was subtle, but enough to cause her to respond, knowing that her babies were due in the coming days, but it would appear as if things were perhaps going to change, in more way than one.
She smiled softly and blushed as she nodded preparing to close up shop before taking his hand. She stepped closer to him looking into his eyes as she spoke. "I'd love to. She sounds like a wonderful woman and she certainly raised an amazing son...." she said before feeling the tightening once more. Her breath caught in her throat as she held the underside of her belly and quietly focused on her breathing. Her hand gently squeezed his as a small whimper escaped her lips and she forced herself upright and slowly walked with him. Even though she was in pain she couldn't stop the blush or the smile on her face.
The difference in their stature were noticeable. Amelia's hand sank into his palm, as if to exemplify the security Luciano garnered, and the comfort he intended to provide. As their stride remained close, he was sure to maintain some distance. He felt it would be premature to wrap his arm around her waist, or carry her across the threshold, though he knew that would come in time, as time, has taught him patience. They made their way to her mode of transportation. A sedan, to say the least, one would think a man of his size and statue would be at the helm of an oversized duty pickup truck, but perhaps Luciano was full of surprises. "After you." Luciano led her to the passenger door, hoping it for her, where her carriage obviously waited.
Amelia slowly waddled out of the shop locking the door on her way out before taking his hand again. Her free hand held her sore back as she walked blushing as they got to his car. "Thank you" she chirped slowly getting in wincing a bit as she did. Her body was so tired and her belly felt so tight as she took a deep breath sinking into the seat a bit and stretching her legs. "Do you mind if I put the seat back just a little bit?" She asked politely after getting buckled. She was so close to delivering everything was uncomfortable but a slightly reclined seat did help.
In the driver's seat, Luciano saw Amelia's breaths were rhythmic, her belly rose and fell beneath her bosom, just as she reclined her seat backward. It was obvious that a days work left the mother-to-be exasperated, all the more reason for him to come to her aid in her most dire time of need. Turning the keys in the ignition, the engine sputtered to life. Luciano was a man who didn't live above his means, which indicates why he carried considerable cash. As the car drove, the turbulence in Amelia's tummy began to subside, as if the ride rocked her little ones to sleep. A drive, which in fact, that took longer than it should, as He made sure to drive under the speed limit. If he could hang the sign, babies on board, he would. The vehicle came to a complete stop, to a location Amelia has seen before. "Were here," Luciano spoke, grabbing his mothers begonias as Amelia then looked to see that they has arrived at a cemetery.
Amelia relaxed as they drove gently rubbing her belly feeling as the babies slowly went to sleep even though the false labor contractions. As long as they remained sporadic she was ok. When they arrived at the cemetery Amelia's heart sank "oh. Luciano I. I'm so sorry. I. I had no idea" she said reaching fir his hand apologetically. If she'd known she would have brought flowers fir her own parents. She silently got out of the car and followed him slowly waddling then whole time. She was respectful and kind as a hand covered her heart
There was a frigid chill the air. Though the sun was beginning to set, the temperature was enough to make Amelia's bosom stiff. There was a shiver down her spine that made her tummy quiver in discomfort. Then Luciano reached to Amelia, giving her his suit coat, though it wasn't meant for winter, his body had made it warm and the aroma it held was of his natural musk. "Here she is." There they stood in front of a tombstone, inscribed with the name "Adua Pavarotti" The year though was distant. He looked to where she was buried, kneeling down and placing the bouquet down. "I've given her favorite flowers every birthday, as soon as I was able to stand on my two feet."
She shivered before he handed her his coat "oh. Thank you" she said quietly as she watched him. "Oh Luciano I'm so sorry" she said gently resting a hand on his shoulder before laying her head against his arm. "I'm sure she was wonderful..... my parents are actually buried just over the hill that way a little bit. Though their deaths were much more recent" she said holding his hand allowing him all the time he needed "I'm here if there is anything you need"
Luciano stood to take her hand, as he then took his hand into hers. The feeling of their physical connection was overshadowed by their emotional connection. The feeling of butterflies in Amelia's stomach was surreal, not to mention her babies to be were adamant on making their presence known. "Thank you for coming with me." He looked to her with a warm smile despite the circumstances. "Typically my father would accompany me, though he too has gone. I wish that one day my sister would look past the circumstances of our mother's death and simply be my sibling." His mind recollects the bitter bond him and his sister had, knowing that no one is truely promised tomorrow, and to hold hate in ones heart would only serve sorrow. "Do you want to visit your parents grave? The Italian restaurant doesn't close any time soon?" Luciano inquired.
She happily held his hand as the other caressed her belly "you're most welcome. I know we've only just met but I can't help but feel a deep connection to you and the twins. They. They seem to love your presence as well" she said carefully moving his hand to her belly so he could feel the little ones movements. "And sure. Let's go visit my parents real quick. Then we can go eat. As king as you won't be too cold. It is getting colder and I feel bad taking your coat" she said as she slowly started to walk with him. Every movement looked painful as she waddled holding her belly before they finally got to where he parents rested. "Hi mom. Hi dad. I miss you. The twins are due any time now. I. I've had a few contractions but they are taking their time. I met someone. He's really sweet. His name is Luciano. We. We're going to go to dinner after this. I'm sure you'd like him" she said quietly.
Luciano felt his heart sink as he shared Amelia's sentiment. Losing both parents was dreadful to be sure, but to know that they would never meet their grandchildren was heart wrenching. He then knelt to one knee, greeting Amelia's parents. "You have an awe-inspiring daughter here." Luciano spoke, as he then stood to hold her hand. "Though I only just met her, I felt an urgency." His hand met Amelia's swollen body. Its size dwarfed his palm, as he the felt someone push from beneath its surface. "I'm certain that she will make you proud, and if I may be so forward, I wish to help her do such." He spoke, then looked back to Amelia.
Amelia teared up as she listened to him. It really was so heart warming. When he finished speaking she looked at him with wide eyes in shock as a tear ran down her cheek. She held his hand as she tried to find words. "Luciano.... I....." she smiled cupping his face and softly kissed his cheek "thank you. Thank you so very much I. I honestly don't know what to say. I..... it would be an honor to do this by your side. Honestly" she added quietly overwhelmed with emotion.
There was so much Luciano wanted to tell her, though that was to purpose for their evening tonight. Now to decelerate from a heartfelt family reunion to a dinner date to placate all parties involved. "Amelia," He held her hands as their grasp nestled atop of her baby bump. "Our evening is far from through." As he spoke, she felt her heart kindle, as Luciano was eager to make every second count. "I'm certain your appetite lingers." As he gestured back to his vehicle, sure to escort her back to her would be carriage.
She smiled brightly looking up at him as he held his hands before nodding. Very slowly she walked with him. She stopped a few times to wince and catch her breath. By the time they arrived and he helped her in the car she was sore and exhausted. Her belly contracted under her hand as she took slow deep breaths and squeezed his hand sitting in the parking lot a minute before being able to go inside with him.
The burden of her motherhood was evident in her pregnancy. Luciano was compelled to assist her in every endeavor, the strength she exhibit despite her discomfort drew his senses to her. Amelia maintained her composure, breathed clearly, and held true pain back with a gentle hold or a soft smile. He was beside her, from opening her door, to fastening her seat belt. "I hope you dont mind." Luciano thought he was being overprotective, Amelia was certainly no child, she was simply going to have her own. "I've been to that Italian restaurant before" He said, as he safely closed her door, walked the driver's side. "The have a spaghetti dish with meatballs the size of tennis balls." He said jokingly. The engine roared to life as Luciano turned key into the ignition. Luciano was trying to cheer her up. Reflecting on what they lost was painful for them both, but now they began to focus on what they would gain. Amelia her children. Luciano, her love. They, their family. "They even have children seats." Luciano said, knowing they didn't need those, yet wanted think towards a day where they would. Though before Amelia could respond, they arrived to their destination.
She smiled as he spoke and nodded. He was so caring and thoughtful. She knew he was trying to distract her and for the most part it was more helpful than he knew. When he made the comment about the meatballs she could help but to chuckle. And before she knew it they were outside the restaurant. She'd lived here for how long owned the shop down the street for how many years and yet she'd never been there. It was nice to know they could one day take the kids. She took a deep breath as she held her belly and took his hand as she looked out the window. "It looks wonderful. I can't wait" she smiled more. She hadn't minded his help at all and was genuinely looking forward to what she hoped would be the first of many dates. She winced once more before it seemed the little ones fell asleep and she relaxed. "Do you come here often? I must say as close as I live I've never been here" she admitted as she looked into his eyes and blushed a little. She was most likely going to need at least a little help out of the car but wasn't worried.
Luciano held her hand with a firm grip. Were she in labor, he imagined her grasp would be stronger, as she performed a task he could never hope to achieve. "I've been here often." He said in confidence, stepping out of the vehicle, he met her on the opposite side, opening her, door , as he reaches to her. The weight of her swollen body was enough to anchor Amelia in any seat nestled beneath her posterior, were it a couch or a car seat, A helping hand was always a must. "I typically visit small businesses, not reason to give me money to the big guys." She took his palm as she unfastened her seat belt and rose from him the passenger side seat. Drawing her close, they stepped inside to be met with the aroma of Italian cuisine. There was a cozy dining my area, with patrons already enjoying their meals. Amelia looked to see lasagna, pizza, and the aforementioned spaghetti.
Amelia was thankful for his help as she slowly waddled about and held her back. Upon entering the cute little restaurant she smiled brightly. "Mmm. It smells heavenly" she observed before they were seated. She was glad it was a chair and not a booth as it was already difficult enough to get in and out of the chair. She thanked him for his help once more before looking at the menu as she rubbed her belly. She ended up going with his recommendation and ordered a water, salad, and spaghetti. "So. Do you mind telling me a little more about yourself?" She asked him after they had ordered.
The broad question left Luciano puzzled. He wasnt sure how to answer Amelia's inquiry, taking a sip from his glass, he then looked to the expectant mother, meeting her gaze with a warm smile. "About me?" He could feel his hair stand on the back of his neck as he was unsure where to start. "Um... I like cats. My favorite color is purple. I'm a pizza lover." In that instance he felt as if he was a child again, he was a timid boy, and she was a sweet girl, the kind of girl he would pass a note in class, with the question "do you like me?" He was nervous sure, but he wanted everything to be perfect, to be sure. "Sorry if I sound a little anxious." His words held a strained tone. "How about you, could you tell me more about your parents? If meeting them in this life was only a possibility."
Amelia continued to smile as she sat back in her seat and listened to him. "Oh it's alright. There's no need to be anxious but I understand. Those are all wonderful things. Let's see. About myself. Well. I like the color blue and I love birds. As for my favorite food it's hard to say but I do love pasta. Although right now I'd have to say my favorite is ice cream" she chuckled as she held her sore belly under the table. "As for my parents they died in a car accident one winter when I was 12 my grandparents raised me after that. They are actually still alive but in a nursing home because as much as I wanted to it was too difficult to care for them both and the shop. The shop was my grandmothers and she wanted me to keep it going. But I visit them often" she smiled "well have to go meet them some time if you'd like. But I don't want you to feel like you have to" she said as the waiter brought their drinks glancing nervously at her bulging middle. But she was used to it. With as far along as she was she made many people nervous that she would go into labor in public. She hated it but it couldn't exactly he avoided .
Luciano felt a pain in his heart as Amelia's past was laid out in front of him. At the very least, he had his father, though for her to lose both of her parents was indeed painful to hear. He glanced to the waiter with a malicious look, though he didn't speak up, for now he would prefer his body language speak volumes. Amelia wasnt a hazard or a pathogen that put others lives at risk. It would be safe for others to assume that she was his responsibility, and their concern is uncalled for. "We should see them, I can imagine why they would love to meet your babies to be." Luciano said in a comforting tone, looking to her gravid midsection, he was affixed on the miracle her body was performing, Amelia to bare life, a task he could never hope to do. "I never knew my grand parents, only through stories, just like my mother." Luciano knew the risk childbirth held, taking care to focus on Amelia's needs and wants.
The waiter quickly looked away when Luciano glared at him and quickly returned with their food a few moments later as Amelia spoke. "Oh yes. They are so excited about the twins. Every time I go in to see them recently it's 'oh look how big you are! Are you ever going to have those two?' Or 'shouldn't you be in the hospital?'" She chuckled "with twins they expected me to give birth almost a month ago but it seems they are taking their time and may just make it to their due date. Though there is already a c-section scheduled for next week if they don't come by then" she said growing a bit red as she rubbed the back of her neck with a awkward smile. "But I think you'd really like my grandparents. They aren't all there any more but their still pretty sweet. They love to play cards"
Amelia was genuinely happy to know that there was love in her life despite being a single mother to be. Her grandparents appeared priceless, as Luciano had always been taught to hold the elderly to a high regard, considering their experience, it was something Luciano could only hold a candle too. "My father's brother, my uncle, he's in a nursing home as well. I play the spades card game with him when I visit, it helps him keep his mind sharp despite his deteriorating condition..." Luciano said sure to remain respectful. Amelia savored her meal as he spoke, as the size of the meatball was certainly intimidating. Luciano wanted to lighten the mood, noticing Amelia scowling at her meatballs. "Don't let the size fool you." He quipped. "I'm sure your tummy will have room for at least one." He said as he took a bite of his authentic Italian style pizza. "You mentioned your due for a cesarean next week. The father of your twins... is he expected to be there?" It was a hard question to ask, but even so, that didn't hinder Luciano's plans to be by Amelia's side. This was something he would never want her to do alone, even if someone else believed they could come into her life at any moment.
She smiled and loved spending time with the elderly as well many of the other residence were also anxiously waiting fir her to give birth having adopted her as their own granddaughter as well. Everyone wanted to touch her belly and hold the twins when they arrived.
The food was great but the meatballs were a little intimidating. However his comment did make her laugh until he asked about the father. She sighed and set down her fork as she held her belly with a sad almost angry look. "No. He won't be there. He'll never meet his children and they will never know about him. We had. Dated for a while. But he was manipulative. Kind of abusive. I wanted to wait till marriage. He. He decided he didn't want to wait anymore so...." her voice shook a bit as she remembered everything that happened. It was painful to talk about but it was probably best that he knew. "He umm. He came by the shop one day and asked again. When I said no he uh. He beat and raped me.... I uh. I woke up in the hospital a few days later. A customer had found me and called for help. I found out about the twins shortly after. It was it was Pretty scary for a while. I spent almost half the pregnancy in a safe house while the court worked things out and put him in prison. It. It's alright though. I'm ok. There's nothing to worry about" she said looking up at him again as she forced a smile still holding her belly almost protectively .
Luciano was subdued as Amelia spoke, though inside his heart raged a maelstrom. To think this man lacked patience and self control, fortunately for him, he was in a location outside of Luciano's reach, were Luciano ever to see him, his words would pierce his mind and his hands would tear his body. Yet, a portion of guilt racked Luciano with grief. Seeing how Amelia clutched her tummy was enough to indicate how she felt about the subject. "Forgive me for bringing him up." Despite the chatter of the other patrons, all Amelia could hear were Luciano's words. "He's behind you now, and I hope you can move forward, knowing where your heart should be." He reached to her, taking one of her hand precariously perched on her paunch. Sure her love belongs to her children, yet, Luciano wanted to tell her his love could be hers, not simply from his words but what he will do for her. Their touch made her insides flutter and her tendons contract, Amelia felt the urge to moan, hoping she was just feeling Braxton hicks contractions or even indigestion.
Amelia's frown slowly turned to a smile at his words and she relaxed when he held her hand but unfortunately that smile did not stay. A contraction, and a rather strong one at the soon made her face contort in pain as she clenched her teeth together fighting to stay quiet as she squeezed his hand tightly. "Mn!..... Hoo. Hoo. Oh. L. Luciano I. I'm so sorry. I... c. Can we go? Please?" Was all she could muster as she continued to squeeze his hand tighter and tighter praying this wasn't it but she just didn't know. She needed to get out of there. To be able to move and pant or moan as she needed and this was not the place. She shifted in her seat uncomfortably as she closed her eyes for a moment trying to breath through it but it was hard. She waited for him clinging to him as he helped her up and with a small whimper she waddled out of the building. Once they were finally out she turned and wrapped her arms around his neck burying her face in his chest as she tried to focus on breathing and swayed.
Luciano held Amelia against him, as his heart throbbed against his chest. When she held his hand back that restaurant, the way she trembled was enough to nearly startle him. Luciano remembers the glances Amelia received in the dining room. The way she spoke, though hushed, still held of tone of pain but also deep strength. Anyone else would have shrieked, Amelia simply murmured. Now, Luciano held her, as she tried to gain her bearings beneath her contractions. He knew she had the strength to walk to his car, Luciano also knew Amelia earned his strength. "If you don't mind me doing this, I would like to carry you, Amelia." His words held a strong tone, but also hinted towards a plea. He wanted to tell her she didn't have to endure this alone, and he would do anything to ease her pain. Yet, before Amelia could answer, Luciano was carrying her. She was safely cradled in his arms, despite her maternal size and delicate frame. It was as if only for a brief moment she felt weightless, only to realize another contraction was looming. Luciano placed Amelia in his vehicle, with her seat back and her seatbelt snuggly secured. Climbing into the drivers seat, He looked to her to quickly speak. "Back there....." He took time to pause to choose his words carefully, as his concern shot straight to Amelia and her babies.
"Do we need to go to the hospital?" He knew that Amelia could sense where her contractions were going to take her. He wanted her to choose, though. Even if they went back to her home, Luciano was confident he could perform a home birth.
Amelia nodded feeling so embarrassed and allowed him to carry her to the car. Once there she put her seat back as she rubbed her belly and tried to relax. When he asked about the hospital she shook her head. "Can. Can you take me home please? The hospital won't keep me unless my water breaks" she winced again trying to remember her breathing exercises "I live above the flower shop" she informed him as she closed her eyes. When they arrived and he helped her upstairs she held on to him once more. She was trembling as she started to sway again "hooooooo. Hoo. I am sorry that this is how our first date has gone. You. You don't have to stay if you don't want to but. W. Would you like to dance with me? For just a moment? Just sway? I. I won't lie I. I'm scared and it. It feels good to be in your arms and I mn!......" she winced as her body began to tense again and she began to double over losing her senses or any idea what to do"
Luciano opened Amelia's door despite her occupying her arms. Crossing the threshold, she was hit with the aroma of flowers. The scent was stronger than she was used to. Amelia could feel another contraction lurking. It was like the calm before the storm, only to ignite suddenly, crashing into her pelvic flow, as the pain ebbed at her muscles. "Sway?" The idea tapped into his memories. His father told him how his mother loved to dance, typically when she was pregnant with Luciano. His father would sway with her, to soothe her aching labor pains. "There's a song, I would like us to dance to." Luciano then placed Amelia down, while still holding her against him. They were in the living room, where only a light in the corner illuminated. The song "sway" began to play, as Amelia recognized Dean Martin's voice. Luciano returned his smart phone to his pocket and held Amelia by the hands. "Amelia?" He then looked into her eyes, just as he drew her closer, touching her belly to his body. "May I have this dance?"
She whimpered and panted holding on to him smiling as she looking up at him. He was so good at being calm and helping. "Thank you" she breathed holding on to him after moving his hands to her back. The pressure and rubbing eased some pain as she rested her head on his chest. It was such a beautiful moment that she never wanted to forget. Eventually the contraction ended and she relaxed. She still wasn't sure if this was the real thing or not and wouldn't really know until her water broke and who knew when that would happen. She continued to sway with him looking up into his eyes "you're a wonderful dancer" she observed "and really good at this whole helping with a baby thing" she chuckled "have you done this before?" She asked snuggling up to him a bit as the song continued. For the moment she wasn't in pain but it really was the calm before the storm. Before the week was out she'd give birth and it was sooner than she thought. She felt so relaxed in that moment that one of her hands moved to his cheek pulling him close and kissing him .
As their lips met, it was as if the world in that moment, stood still. There was a warmth betwixt them, as if Amelia's body was going to melt into Luciano's embrace. With his tongue encroaching towards hers, she felt her stomach flip, sure that she would succumb to euphoria soon. Though what seemed to be an eternity, soon snapped back into reality. A Braxton hicks contraction trembled in her pelvic floor. Forcing their kiss to cease, and Luciano to read her face. With a smile he admired her strength that continues to surprise. "Amelia... truth be told. I always wanted to be a doctor." Though soon he would be more like an obstetrician. "Losing my mother, compelled me to help others avoid the same." Luciano pulled Amelia close, knowing what she was yet to endure had taken his own mother's life. His firm chest was a pillar to support her, as the continued to sway and the music continued.
She was in awe and bliss as they kissed pressing their bodies together before her body tensed once more this time taking her breath away. She struggled to take a breath as she held on to him before groaning loudly in pain. ".......Ohhhhhhhhhhh" she gasped and panted in pain before her body forced her to drop to a squatting position as she held on to him for support as she listened to him. His story was sad but admirable. As the song ended she whimpered and groaned as she held her tight and gravies belly. "Mn. Hooo. Nnngggg. Get out of me" she quietly begged as tears formed in her eyes. It had been a long day and she was tired and struggling to manage the pain. He was so helpful but that didn't mean that this wasn't still exhausting and painful. "I'm so sorry. Would you mind helping me into a bath?" She asked breathing heavily.
It disheartened Luciano to see Amelia endure such agony. He was her anchor, as she withstood the turbulence inside her body. As she squats, her belly nearly reached the floor, as gravity's pull appeared to become stronger as the night drew. Luciano heard ever word she whimpered, every syllable she sung. He would suggest inducing her, though that carried its own set of risk. Her body had a timer of her own, and he would see to her and her babies coming through this unharmed. "Absolutely, I understand that it's been a long day." Helping her to her bath wouldn't prove to be a problem. Though her condition would limit her abilities, Luciano was careful not to impede what she knew better than he does. Again, he knelt, locked his arms beneath her, and rose to carry her. Amelia wrapped her arms around his neck, as she felt weightless, despite the contracting muscles near her cervix. With careful steps, Luciano took her from her living room to her bathroom, where he then helped her sit on her closed toilet. Luciano saw that her bathroom held fancy soaps and feminine products, which nearly made him blush, though the sound of Amelia's rhythmic breaths reminded him of her duty to her. "Warm should serve your aches and pains well." Turning on the faucet and sealing the bottom, the tub slowly began to fill with water. Luciano then knew the next task before him, helping Amelia from out of her attire.
She continued to focus on her breathing always holding on to him as he prepared the bath. Normally she would be so reserved about undressing but in the moment all she cared about was managing the pain and she felt safe with him. With a deep breath she removed her top and shimmied out of her pants with his help. All that was left were her bra and undies. She blushed a deep red as they were removed. Her belly was so tight with slight bruising from the twins rough kicks. And her enlarged breasts looked just as painful as the leaked a small bit of colostrum. Holding on to him she slowly and very carefully made her way into the warm water and sat down before laying back. She continued to breath and wince a bit but the water helped a lot and she visibly relaxed spreading her legs a bit as she closed her eyes and held his hand taking deep breaths. "Thank you" she said quietly before pulling him in for a kiss. Part of her wanted him in the water with her to be resting up against his strong torso as she massaged her but she dared not ask him to do such a thing.
Amelia's bare body was divine from her curves to her blemishes. Her belly easily occupied the majority of her bath tub, as it barely was submerged beneath the water's surface. Her bosom was engorged, Luciano noticing her erect nipples leaking colostrum, which in fact reassured him. To know that Amelia could easily feed her own babies was a relief, as using formula or a nurse maid are optional but inferior possibilities. Her grip on him was tight, as if were their bond to break, she may lose him forever. Yet their kiss broke and Luciano spoke. "Amelia..." He searched his mind to find the right words, looking away from her, as he didn't want to stare at her bare flesh. "I understand that your nerves ache and your muscles are strained." He was going to suggest something he was unsure Amelia would be comfortable with, yet in his heart he knew his intent was only to help her. "If you would have me." Amelia continued to breath at a steady pace, with one hand holding Luciano's and the other planted atop of her round midsection. Steam rose from the water as Amelia wadding her water, trying to find the perfect position. "I could sit behind you, massage your neck, knead your back, and rub your posterior." He felt his libido jolt as blood rose to brighten his face.
She continued to relax in the tub. Usually contractions had eased up by now but these ones weren't. They were becoming steady. Timed. It terrified her but she couldn't deny it. Labor was close. When he asked about sitting behind her she smiled and started to cry "could you be any more perfect? I. I actually wanted to ask if you would be willing to do such a thing but was afraid to ask." She sniffled very slowly sitting up and moving forward to make room for him but she would not let him undress without one more kiss. She smiled into the kiss as one of the twins kicked. It's poor little movement we're so cramped her whole belly moved with it.
As he undress she tried not to watch but couldn't help it. My was he handsome. His work made him very toned and with his personality she had never desired to be with someone more. She shook the thought from her mind refusing to ask for that. Not on their first date. Not while she was about to give birth. No matter how badly she wanted him. She would wait. As he got in behind her she carefully relaxed back against him putting one hand behind his head as she focused on breathing once more. And when he started to massage her. She could not stop the moan that escaped her mouth as she put her head back against spread her legs once more and relaxed. "Ohhhhhhhh. Hooooooooo. Mmmmmmmmm. Thank you" she hummed relaxing. This was good she needed this. To relax and rest while she could. Labor would be unforgiving and she would need her strength .
Luciano's heart skipped a beat. It was a response to the sound Amelia so whistly made. Though his carnal instincts were heightened and his libido was fit to consume him, Luciano maintained his composure and held his self control. In his mind, he was simply performing his duties as an aspiring doctor, serving as her midwife, though in his body and more notably, his heart, Luciano was adamant he could be everything Amelia wanted him to be. Not simply because she was beautiful, or that she was sweet, not even from the fact that her body was performing a miracle he could never hope to do. Amelia was strong, smart, and sensitive. Alone she has done so much, and Luciano, he wanted to discover what they could do together.
"Are you alright Amelia?" Her moans made his hairs stand on the back of his neck, as he made sure to allocate the space they had to offer her room to wiggle and move. Luciano's hands trailed down her back, meeting the base of her spine. He was sure her contractions have taken their toll on her, all he could do now was hope she could make it to her due date, if not, He would have to prepare. Pushing his hands into her flesh, Ameila felt her nerves tingle from his firm touch. This made her belly heave from deep breaths, as her babies began to subside, kicking softly and nudging gently.
The mother to be continued to focus on her breathing as she laid against him. Occasionally she shifted uncomfortably. Arching her back before he began to rub she spread her legs wide. "Hoo hoo. Hoo hoo. Hoo hoo. Mmmmmmmmmm. Haaa haaaaa. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she groaned loudly in a mixture of pain and pleasure holding the sides of the tub with the next contraction. At his inquiry she put her head back once more and nodded. "Yes. Thank you. It feels so good. But I. I swear the contractions are getting stronger" she strained not realizing she was starting to dilate as she panted. Finally relaxing one more she looked up at his face tiredly and held his cheek. "Thank you for staying" she whispered kissing him deeply again and again. "Mn" she smiled before relaxing once more "I'm so tired. And feel really nauseous for some reason." She whimpered reaching for his hand and squeezing it gently as she tried to relax. She desperately needed rest if she was going to give birth soon .
The water was beginning to lose its warmth, and at this point Luciano and Amelia were beginning to prune beneath its depths. From each cry she sung, he was sure the alleviate her agony the only way he could. Her grip would tighten, and his touch would cradle her. "Tired?" To know Amelia was exhausted came to no surprise. She was enduring labor pains throughout the day. For her contractions to be this strong, Luciano knew he would have to count the time between them and how long each contraction would last, though now it was hard to tell. There was a fear that loomed in Luciano's mind as well. If Amelia's strength ran dry, he would have to get her to a hospital, for an emergency c-section, yet she wasn't scheduled to have one yet, for now, all he could do was wait on Amelia, hand and foot. "If you would like, I can help you into bed." Luciano also feared their night would conclude if Amelia thought her labor wouldn't ensue in the coming evening. As he remained behind her, his hands continued to push against her back and above her buttocks. Her convex navel jostled, as her belly would bulge from the life contained inside. Labor was soon and Luciano needed to be close by.
She nodded tiredly and very slowly with his help got up. She held on to him as not to fall as he helped her out. She winced as she moved waddling about as she tried off and put on a nightgown. "It. It's late. If you want you are more than welcome to stay on the couch" she said holding her belly as she sat on the edge of the bed. She looked so tired as she sat on the edge of the bed "you can help yourself to anything in the kitchen as well if you're hungry" she added breathing a bit heavily as she tried to lay down and rest.
He knelt to her, as if Luciano was prepared to receive what Amelia's body was going to bare. As she sat, her belly hung, hiding her soft sex, whose depths were beginning to dilate yet whose confines were refusing to break. Luciano knew he could rupture her amniotic sac with the right tools, but he didn't have anything he could use in its stead. As the springs in her mattress creaked, he nods in agreement not without aiding Amelia first. "Let's get you comfortable first." Luciano took her soft hand into his, as he served as her guide, shimmying her body from the mattress edge to its center. Tucking her in proved difficult, as he tugged the sheets from beneath her, only to then snuggle them across her swollen body. Amelia's belly occupied most of her sleeping space, though to know her bed would soon be shared by two small lives pulled at the Luciano's heartstrings. "Is there anything else you need Amelia?" He said with a heavy heart.
She whimpered softly as he tucked her in her eyes already heavy and closing as she shook her head. "No. I. I think I'm ok. Thank you so much" she whispered drifting off and not seeing him leave the room. It was only three hours at most later when the contractions woke her again. She groaned as she sat up feeling nauseous. Breathing heavily she forced herself out of bed waddling to the bathroom stopping before she even reached her door and holding on to her dresser and gasping as her water broke. The contraction that immediately followed was stronger than any shed faced so far. She was so unprepared that it took her breath away and she fell to her knees trying to call for him. "L. Luciano..... Hoo hoo Hoo hoo. Ohhhhhhhhh. Nnnnnnngggg. Hoooooooo. L. Luciano..... Luciano!" She cried out loudly the last time as she knelt on the floor on all fours unable to do anything but sway as she groaned "oooohhhhhh. Luciano my water broke. It hurts. Please help meeeeeaaaaahhhhh ooohhhhh gosh I can't do this!" She cried burying her face in the floor as one hand moved to her belly.
Like a bolt of lightning, Luciano rose from the sofa in a swift motion. There he heard the pleas of a woman in plight, Amelia, the love he would anything to protect. Without hesitation, he gathered towels, pillows, and water, as he knew he had to act in order to ensure the safety of Amelia and her babies. In her room. Amelia could feel her contractions were closer now, and they would last for an eternity it would seem. She wanted to cry but her body kept her on the floor, groaning through the arduous labor pains. Her belly nearly touched the ground beneath her, were she to give birth, she would have to move, yet not without Luciano 's help. He moved as quickly as he could, dressed only in his unmentionables, holding in his grasp anything he thought they would need. Amelia then was rocked to her core, as another contraction erupted, forcing trapped amniotic fluid to expel and her cervix to dilate further. "Amelia?" She heard her name from a man she had only met today, a man who loved her, a man who was going to be there for her.
It hadn't even been five minutes since the last contraction and her current one was only more painful than the last as a tear ran down her cheek as she panted calling for him again through pained pants. "LUCIANO!-oooooohhhhhhhhhhh! Hoo hoo Hoo hoo..... please" she whimpered as she grit her teeth together reaching for anything to hold on to. When he came in she reached for him in relief as continued to rock on all fours. "Luciano. It hurts. I feel like I'm going to be sick" she cried only relaxing slightly when the contraction ended "help me please. They. They're less than five minutes apart. God I don't know if I can do this. I'm so scared. Luciano it hurts" she stammered as she held on to him losing her cool as she panted on the verge of hyperventilating. She had no clue how dilated she was but she was definitely in the second stage of labor and knew that within a few hours she'd be pushing if the twins even waited that long .
Luciano's heart sank briefly. To see Amelia in that position only meant one thing, he was intent on never leaving her side again, and that he was going to help Amelia perform a miracle. "I came as fast as I could." Luciano then knelt to her, placing a hand on her back and one beside her belly. "Your breathing, Amelia," he spoke in a soft but direct tone. Luciano tried to breath in a pattern for Amelia to mimic, to ease her pain As she was on the verge of hyperventilating, Luciano had to help her regain her focus. "You're doing great, Amelia." Her breaths were controlled, as she exhaled through her mouth and inhaled through her nose. "I'm going to check... how far you've dilated..."This was something Luciano knew was personal to her, yet he had to act in order to help her. Quickly washing his hands, he returned to her, just as a bead of sweat crawled down her crown. "I'm here for you..." Luciano murmured as to not convey force or indignity. His fingers delved betwixt her, as Amelia fought the urge to yelp, from the pain her contractions and from Luciano's invasive assistance. "You're dilated 10 centimeters, you need to-" Luciano then though of how much she meant to him, removing his hand in a gentle pull, continued. "We need to get you in a comfortable position." As he guides her with his words, his spare hand trailed her back and belly, searching for any sign of tense muscles. "We could move you to the bed." Lifting her wouldn't prove to be a challenge, as his strength has been proven before, although, Amelia was in the most delicate position now, Luciano knew he would have to treat her very carefully. "Or I could help you back into the bath." He considered how the water would lubricate the process, pointing in Amelia's favor. Though in truth, he had an idea of what could be best, but considered how personal it would be for them. Amelia should use gravity to help her give birth. Laying down would prove counterproductive. She should squat and push, with him to lean on
She held on to him tightly as a tear ran down her face and he coached her through her breathing. "Mn! Hoooo.... hoooo.... hoooo..... hoooo mn. Ah!" She nodded when he said he'd check how far along she was but the actual act made her gasp and tense a bit. Her eyes widened when he said how far along she was. "Mn! Nnngh!" She groaned as her body trembled she didn't feel ready for this as she focused on her breathing again and slowly tried to stand with his help. "L. Let's go back to the bath. I- oh! Oooooooohhh. Heee hooo heee hooo heee hooooooooooohhhhhhh" she held on to him tightly as she doubled over curling around her belly fighting the unmistakable urge to push. "Mngh! Ah! I. I don't think I'm making it to the bathroom" she whimpered breathing heavily and dropping to a squatting position "I feel like I need to push. Now! Oooohhhhhh" she groaned loudly in pain as she rocked and held him tightly. Her mind was racing and she was so scared. Nine king months she'd waited and prepared but now that it was finally here she was terrified as she grit her teeth together fighting the urge to push or scream .
Amelia had to conserve her strength. Luciano knew that if Amelia struggled against herself, he feared what could happen. Amelia could pass out from the pain, she could tear her soft flesh, or... he refused to acknowledge the worst, he only focused on what he could to prevent difficulties. "Amelia..." His firm tone perked her ears. "I need you to push... during all of your uterine contractions." This was going to be painful, and if he could, Luciano would easily take Amelia's pain in her stead. He knew once one fetus began to descend, labor would prove to be easier. They were close to the bathroom, hopefully the waters would prove useful. "I'm going to take back to the bath." Luciano suggested, as Amelia's young were submerged amniotic fluid for 9 months, it would stand to reason they should be born in water. "I need you to stand with me." He could have carried her, but for now, he would be her pillar, assisting every waddle of her waltz. Holding her, they began to sway, as if they were dancing again, to the bathtub.
She whimpered and cried shaking her head. "I can't please. It hurts" she whimpered as he forced her to stand and made her way to the bathroom into the warm bath. Meanwhile the contractions were only getting stronger and stronger almost constant. Once finally in the water she moaned feeling some relief as she reclined a bit breathing heavily as belly visibly tightened. "Ah. Ohhhhh Hoo hoo" she panted holding her one thigh and shakily reaching for his hand as she gave in letting her instincts take over as she tried to push. "Mn nnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggghhhh! Ooohhhh. Luciano...." she whimpered writhing in pain. The first push hadn't been strong but it was a start as her body screamed for her to push again "nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggghhhh!!!!!" She panted laying back as she held her belly already starting to sweat. Luciano. I'm scare. What. What if I can't do this?" She breathed closing her eyes and putting her head back .
Amelia was positioned with her legs up. The sides of the bathtub served as makeshift stirrups, elevating her pelvis. Compelled to push, her pelvic floor contracted, as her abdominal muscles sieged and tightened. Luciano felt her grip tighten, nearly enough to pop his knuckles. "Amelia, there is nothing you cant do. You've made your parents proud as a daughter. You've impressed me as a woman. And you're going to succeed as a mother. You... can do this." Luciano spoke as another contraction erupted. The force of it nearly causing Amelia to reel, yet she maintained her composure, despite the urge to shriek. "Amelia!" Luciano said in a concerned tone. He was certain the bathtub, although filled with water, lacked space. Amelia... was gigantic. Her belly nearly touched either side of the tub. Its size hid her sex, were Amelia to begin crowing, Luciano wouldn't be able to tell, Amelia needed more space. "We should move you." His concern evident. "The bed? Think we can make it there?"
Amelia breathed heavily as he spoke before jerking with the next contraction the forced her up and curling around her belly "Hoo! Hoooooooo! Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggghhhhhhhhh!!! Gah!" She laid back once more trying to catch her breath. She could sense the concern in his voice and it worried her. Was something wrong? He had suggested the tub and she hadn't been there long. But she trusted him. "C. Can you help me. I. I'm not sure I can get up or really move. I. I can feel it. There's so much pressure. It huuuuurrrttsss ooooohhhhh" she let out a guttural groan with the next contraction forcing herself to sit up a bit and hold on to him through one more push so he could move him after. She laid her head against him when it ended and whimpered as he lifted her from the tub and carried her to bed drying her off in the process. In bed she was propped up against pillows as she breathed heavily and spread her legs wide fighting the urge to push once more but doing so only increased her pain. She reached for his hand needing his guidance and comfort as she panted. The bed was softer and more spacious helping in some ways but she'd lost the pain management that came with the warm water.
This was going to prove to be difficult. Yet the bathtub proved useful, though a birthing tub would have proven appropriate. "Amelia..." Luciano caught her attention as their eyes then met. He began to breath in a controlled manner, leading by example, he had every intent to help her. I'm the tub, gravity was working against her, in the bed, Amelia needed gravity to work in her favor. "I need you on your hands and knees." Though the suggestion intimidated Amelia, she gave him a nod. Rolling over to her side, a contraction struck Amelia once more. She clutched the side of her gravid gut, as Luciano's hand met hers. Her teeth began to grit as her tongue nearly dry. With his hold of her steady, and his grasp gentle, Amelia was then on her hands and knees, as her belly hung beneath her and so did her sex. "You can push through these contractions. I'm sure of it." Luciano comforted Amelia as he held her hand, as the other rubbed her aching back.
She trembled and whimpered breathing heavily but trying to follow his breathing as the contraction raged through her body. "Heeeee hoooooo heeeeee hoooo heeeeee hooooo mnnnn!" She winced as her breath caught in her throat. She was still terrified and couldn't take her mind off of the pain. She needed to think about her twins. Her two precious little girls trying to make their way into the world. Soon she'd be holding them and everything would be fine but she had to push through the pain first. She hadn't gotten much sleep and was still tired praying this would go quickly but something told her it wouldn't and she still had a long road ahead of her. As he held her hand an back she felt so much comfort. As terrified as she was she didn't feel alone. Looking him in the eyes she nodded and squeezed his hand tightly with the next contraction pushing as long and hard as she could. "Mmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggaaaaaahhhhhhh ahh ahhh mnnn!!! Luciano!" She panted as her body stiffened. She could feel the baby very slowly moving downward towards her opening. Squeezing his hand tighter she buried her face in his neck stifling a scream as she groaned and continued to push as hard and long as she could.
There was a shift in pressure in Amelia's pelvic floor. Although the discomfort remain, she was certain something had changed. The sound of her moans left Luciano bewildered, yet firm. He had no doubt in her tenacity, certain she could do this. Yet, were her pain to get the better of her, and she were to pass out, he feared he would have to save not only her babies lives, but also hers. "Amelia, you're incredible..." His fingers twitched in her grasp, as his other hand migrated to her gravid midsection. As he pushed into its surface, he could sense one of the babies was in a different position, which could spell good news. "Amelia..." Addressing her, as what he was about to do was very sensitive. "I'm going to check your cervix again..." He knew what that both meant for them, as his hand retreated from her belly to her loins. There was a discernable heat radiating from it, and in one fluid motion, his hand dove inside her, it was at that point, Luciano found something. It was slick, more so that its fleshy surroundings. As his fingers examined its surface, he could feel a surface of hair, despite its jelly like coating. "Amelia!" There was a joy in Luciano's voice as he cheered. Removing his hand from her he cleaned it with a nearby towel. "Your baby! She's almost here!" He felt guilty to have met Amelia's child before her, yet it wouldn't be long now before Amelia would hold her baby girl. "We need to push." Luciano said as he held Amelia's hand, as she felt another contraction ensue.
Amelia smiled a bit as he encouraged her. He was so very kind. She knew what she was doing was the mist natural beautiful thing in the world and yet she felt anything but incredible. However at the sound of his excitement and that the baby was coming she smiled more in disbelief and anticipation. With a newfound strength she bore down as hard as she could breathing heavily as her body trembled from the immense effort. "nnnnnnnnnnnggggghhhhhh!!!! Hoo hoo Hoo hoo nnnnnnnnnnngggggghhhhhhhhh!!! Mnnn mn Hoo nnnnnggggaaahhh!!!!" She pushed and pushed forcing her oldest into view before it would disappear once more until finally it started to crowning bringing about a whole new level of pain. Taking away her breath she was unable to stop the agonized scream from escaping her mouth as it felt like her body was being ripped in two and set on fire "mn! NnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggAAAAAHHHHHH!!! Aaaaahhhhhh! Oh! Oh god it hurts! Hoo hoo! I cant! Make it stop! Please! It burns! Lucianooooii!!" She sobbed struggling to force herself to push anymore as are buried her face in the sheets writhing in pain .
"Amelia!" Luciano spoke, as his hands met Amelia's body with a soft touch. Her shrieks were enough to stir his fears. A deep fear he had of losing Amelia, just as his mother died giving birth to him. He had to act, Luciano was going to help Amelia through this. "I'm going to need you to push, once I'm in position...." Last time he had checked, Amelia's baby was nearly at the threshold of her sex, so Luciano climbed behind Amelia, placing his hands on her hips, whose flesh was soft and coated in sweat, there he moved his hands beneath her, where he felt Amelia's crowning child. "Amelia! She's nearly here!" Hr looked to see the top of a baby's head, whose hair clung to her scalp and whose cranium bobbed inside Amelia's vulva. "I'm here to help..." Luciano held a towel as his hands tried to assess how farther Amelia would have to stretch. "When you feel another contraction...." Amelia felt one encroaching in her uterine walls. "PUSH." Luciano roared.
Amelia screamed in pain again and again as she sobbed and pushed. But hearing her baby was coming propelled her to keep going. As he yelled for her to push she felt the next contraction and pushed as hard as she could as she screamed in agony. "Nnnnnnnnnggggggaaaahhhh!!!! Ahhh!!! Hoo hoo. Hoo hoo. I can't Luciano I can't. Oooooohhhhhhh!!!!!" Her body was being stretched to its limit and threatening to tear as she panted and cried. Each painful breath slowly forcing her child's head out into his awaiting hands more and more until finally with a strong push and a small pop the head came out allowing the body to turn for what would be the most difficult part. "NnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggAH! haaa haaa. Oooohhhhh. Hooo mn" Amelia dropped so her head rested in her arms as she tried to catch her breath in the brief moment of relief. Just a few more pushes. All she had to do was deliver the shoulders and the rest would come quickly. But she was so tired and her mouth so dry as tears ran down her face. Her engorged breasts leaked and dripped ready to feed the new little ones .
There, with cheeks chubby, and face scrunched, Luciano saw what would be the beginning of Amelia's family, hopefully, his family too. "Amelia..." Luciano was relieved, as his hands held the baby's head. The child was slippery to be sure, but There was a soft towel eager to swaddle her. "She's so beautiful." The sight left Luciano breathless, as he felt his heart pound against his chest, and his muscles flex to aid Amelia in every way her could. "You can do this. You're more than capable. You're their mother, and the woman of my dreams." Luciano was forward, though Amelia couldn't see him, his face was flushed a red hue. He held the child's head, while rubbing the base of Amelia's spine. "When another contraction comes." Luciano took a deep breath. "Push..."
She continued to whimper as her body trembled and twitched trying to expel the child. But hearing that she was right there. With how encouraging he was, his gently rubbing at the base of her spine she knew she could do this. She didn't know how she was possibly going to deliver a second but right now she needed to push. And hard. As he spoke she took a deep breath and put everything she had into a strong push. "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggghhhhhh!!!!! Hoo hoo nnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggaaaaaaaahhhhh!!! Mmnnnnn" she groaned loudly as one shoulder came free. He words echoed through her mind even though she was currently unable to answer too focused on delivering the baby. "Nnnnnnnnnnggggggghhhhhhhhh!!!! Ooooohhhhhh!!!! NnnnnnnGgggggggaaaaahhhhh!!!" She cried out in pain as she second shoulder came free.
As the baby's frame popped free, Luciano cupped Amelia's child in his hands, one behind the head and the other behind then shoulders. With a guide from his grasp and a tug on her small body, Luciano pulled the baby free, just as the child exclaimed a boisterous cry. The sound was unlike anything either of them had heard. "Amelia! You're-" As Luciano spoke he was meticulously cleaning the new member of the family, as her crying continued and Luciano's words returned. "A Mother, Amelia." He then reached to the child, grabbing her umbilical cord giving it a slight tug. Severing the tendon, he then clipped the end still attached to her child with a plastic clip he previously retrieved from the kitchen. Amelia was compelled to turn over, to hold her child, yet before she could do so, another contraction rocked her body, as her second unborn child writhed against her uterine walls.
As her daughter was born Amelia collapsed to her side breathing heavily and tiredly taking a look at her baby girl as joyous tears ran down her cheek and she smiled brightly. Her cry was the most beautiful thing in the world and she wanted nothing more in that moment than to hold her close and comfort her. To kiss her as she nursed and fell asleep. But before she could Amelia winced again with a groan and curled around her belly. "Luciano.... can I- ngh! Ooooohhhhhhh. Hoo hoo Hoo hoo" she began to pant once more as she gripped the sheets still laying on her side. And before she realized it she was pushing again from that position in her side. "Nnnnnnnnnnnngggggggghhhhhhhhhh. Hoo hoo. Nnnnnnnnnngggggghhhhhh!!!!!!" Delivery the twin should have been quick and easier but after the first push the new mother could already feel something was wrong.
Amelia could feel pressure in her upper abdomen. Though her belly was still swollen, her other baby was positioned high in her uterus. "Amelia?" Luciano looked to her as he held her child. With one hand Luciano reached to Amelia, examining her baby bump, which held one more small life. His hand examined the expanse of Amelia's gravid girth, it was then he discovered something. "Amelia... your other baby... she." This could easily be remedied, Luciano though he had to try. "Her head, its here." Luciano touched the top of Amelia's belly, just as her uterine walls flexed and dilated. "I'm going to have to try to turn her around." Luciano extended his reach, offering Amelia's baby to her. "I need you to hold her..." Amelia's bosom swayed as she turned to see them, as her areolas stiffened and her nipples leaked. If Luciano couldn't turn Amelia's unborn child, he may very well have to pull her from betwixt her mother's loins.
She winced and groaned breathing heavily and slowly turning so she was on her back supported by some pillows so that gravity could still assist her. Hearing that her little girl was breech made her heart race as well as her mind and she worried. She knew that this could be bad for both of them but there was still hope. Nodding through pained breaths Amelia spread her legs once more exposing her throbbing sex as she reached for her daughter. The tiny newborn still cried and the moment she was in her mothers arms felt surreal. Amelia's breath caught in her throat as she looked at her now rooting daughter in awe with a bright smile as she instinctively situated her to nurse. The baby latched beautifully and immediately began to suckle as her mother held her tiny hand with tears in her eyes. "H. Hello little one. Oh just look at you. You're perfect" she smiled holding her close not ever wanting to let her go. She looked at Luciano for just a second giving him the ok to work and whispering a thank you" before focusing on her daughter once more. "Very soon. Your sister will be here don't worry. I'm sure you miss her already" she cooed and kissed the newborns tiny head.
To Amelia, holding what was once inside her was surreal, almost euphoric. Her daughter's tiny hand wrapped around one of Amelia's fingers, as she held her, Amelia felt her bosom become tender, as her areola leaked colostrum into her daughter's mouth. "Amelia... I'm going to try to move her." Luciano's gaze locked onto hers, as Amelia then felt her pelvic floor flex and her uterus contracted. Her grip on her child remained tender, as then Luciano pressed into Amelia's belly, pushing on her unborn daughter, causing the baby's body to bulge beneath her mother's belly. "Any pain?" Luciano inquired, sure that Amelia's safety was just as important. Amelia could feel her sex quiver, as her body compelled her to push. Excess amniotic fluid expelled from her womanhood, as Luciano repositioned her unborn baby from feet first to head down.
Amelia couldn't take her eyes off of her little girl as she continued to cradle her adjusting the towel to keep her warm as she continued to hungrily suckle. She only nodded as he got started and let out a small whimper as he pressed on her belly. "Mn.... hooo..... a little. I. I feel like a need to push" she answers starting to breathe a little heavier once more as she free hand grabbed her thigh. She grit her teeth and out her head back before putting her chin to her chest "it hurts. Ngh. Luciano I have to push. Ooohhhhhhh Hoo hoo nnnnnnnnngggggggggghhhhhhhhh" she grunted and strained as she pushed as hard as she could still being careful of the newborn in her arm. Yet while it felt that something hand changed something still worried her. Something still didn't feel right. He hadn't been able to adjust long and she worried if it had worked as her body screamed for her to push again. "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggghhhhhhh!!!!!"
Amelia felt her contractions rock her exhausted form. As each pelvic muscle spasms inside her, all she could do was bare down and muster all the strength she could, and yet, her struggles appeared to be in vain. "Amelia??" Luciano could only watch in disbelief as her baby refused to budge, and her womanhood continued to heave without garnering results. He reached to her, placing a hand on hers, which held her thigh and another to her shoulder, as if to embrace her. "Amelia... your strength is unlike anything I've ever seen, and yet..." Luciano then touched her taut yet malleable belly. "You're more tired than you feel. I don't want to give up on you. If we're going to save our second baby, I'm going to have to go in." Luciano said our, to know his heart was hers was nearly enough to bring Amelia to tears, yet, there was a part of her that wanted to show him she could do this, she could squat, and use gravity to her advantage, giving birth to her second baby girl.
She squeezed his hand panting and breathing heavily as she shook her head "mn. N. No. I. I can do this. M. Maybe if I just change positions?" She whimpered looking at the now sleeping newborn in her arms. She kissed her tiny head and handed her to him to place in a nearby bassinet. As much as she didn't want to let her go she needed to focus. After with his help she slowly and painfully moved to a squatting position wrapping her arms around his neck "please don't let me go" she whimpered through pained pants. And then as hard as she could she began to push once more. Her body twitched and trembled from the effort as she held on to him pressing her chin to her chest. "Nnn. Mn. Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnfggggggggghgghhhhhh!!! Hoo hoo." She whimpered and pushed again needing him to be her strength as she looked into her eyes with her own tired ones.
Amelia bare body was coated in a thin film of sweat. Her hair clung to her face, as her arms held his neck tightly. As she squats, Luciano knelt, with an arm around Amelia's back and hand on her thigh. Her belly hung beneath her, as her sex quivered, sensing another contraction encroaching. "Amelia, you're strong. To bare not one daughter, but two..." His words stuck to her, though her second child was still lodged inside her aching uterus. He began to rub her backside, as he then leaned his head to hers, shortly withdrawing to kiss her crown. His soft lips met her forehead, with the taste of Amelia's sweat against his tongue. As her cervix dropped and her baby moved, Amelia was compelled to push more.
She whimpered in pain as she held on to him. His words made her melt as a small smile graced her face. But she felt anything but strong. She was exhausted and just wanted to sleep and hold her babies. She leaned into the kiss as she began to push again "nnnnnnnnnnnngggggggjhjhj. Hoo hoo....... Luciano. It hurts so much. I. I don't know if I can do this. I'm so tired. Hoo nnnnnnnnnnngggggggghhhhhhhhy!!!!" She whimpered and yelped as she held on to him. The sun was high in the sky once more and rays of sun shown through her window as tears streamed down her face. She buried her face in his neck as her body shook. "Nnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggghhhhh. Please. Please get out" she begged her baby as her calm demeanor became desperate and panicked.
As her words, echoed through her bedroom, Luciano held Amelia was she shook against him. Amelia's feet were shaking and her knees quaking, as her moans turn into a roar, she then felt pressure in her body change, as if her insides fell, shifting to her pelvic floor. An eruption of amniotic fluid fell from her, as from betwixt her loins, her baby's head emerged, coated in bodily fluids. "Amelia! She's-" Before Luciano could finish, his hands reached beneath her, as his hand became slick, and then cupped the soft surface of Amelia second little girl. "She's nearly here. Her shoulders are the last hurdle."
"Hoo hoo Hoo hoo oohhhhhhhhhh. Nnnggghh! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!"Amelia panted as she felt the change in pressure before letting out a scream as it crowned. Looking Luciano in the eyes as she sobbed she held on to him tightly feeling her youngest move with each pained breath. There was some relief as the head was born but she wasn't done yet. She whimpered reaching one of her hands down to try to feel the baby feeling her soft hair took Amelia's breath away and gave her a renewed sense of urgency as she tightened her grip on Luciano's shoulder and pushed as long and hard as she possibly could. "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggggggaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!"
The sound of Amelia's groans did little to deter Luciano. Despite her bellows, Amelia still held a maternal beauty that would make his knees weak and his spine tingle. Her ability to bare life flawlessly left Luciano in envy, a pain he could never imagine and a feat he could never endure. As Amelia's grip threatened to break Luciano's bones, he did little to repel her. He was her rock, her foundation, Amelia was free to do with him however she needed to, He would give anything to ensure the safety of her babies and their mother. The child's head sank as Amelia pushed, expelling excess fluids, only for Amelia to feel a change in pressure, a feeling that nearly made her shriek. Her daughter was drawn back inside her, with Amelia's cervix nestled around the child's neck. "Amelia!" Luciano could feel his heart sink as he reached to Amelia's sex. There was a heat that radiated from beneath her, yet, her child's head had withdrawn. "Amelia, it's alright, just push when the next contraction comes. Okay?" Luciano then moved both of his hands beneath her, as she then felt his palms against her labia majora. Her pubic hairs brushed against his finger tips, Luciano ready to catch Amelia's second daughter. "Don't be afraid. I'm going to catch her. No harm will come to you, or her." Luciano knelt between Amelia's legs as she squatted, with her arms around his neck and he hands beneath her belly, Amelia then felt a contraction strike her pelvic floor, compelling her to push with all the strength she could muster.
She whimpered and sobbed in more pain than she'd ever been in. She threw her head back gritting her teeth and stifling another scream as the baby retreated back inside her a bit. "I can't!" She cried but his encouraging words were just what she needed as he cradled her daughters head. Through tears she looked at her oldest in the bassinet and swallowed another sob before nodding and pushing as hard as she could. "Nnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!! AaaaaaaaaahhhHhh!!! Haaa haaa hoooo. Nnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!" She trusted Luciano. Trusted it would all soon be over. That her daughters would be ok. That she would be ok. Soon she would be holding them. Soon the excruciating pain would be gone and she would be able to rest. Soon they would be a family.
It was as if something snapped. A relinquish of the pressure that resided in Amelia's body. It was then she felt her daughter drop in a fluid motion. From the buldge in her belly, to her aching birth canal, out her tender sex, and into Luciano's hands.
Beneath her, an cache of bodily fluids erupted onto Luciano's hands and forearms, as he held a small girl, who was adamant on making her presence known. Her lungs filled with air, as her wails were easily louder than her older sisters. Luciano felt his stomach stir as a tear formed in the corner of his eye, as he tugged on her umbilical cord, severing it, and clipping its end. "Amelia." Luciano looked down, looking back to Amelia, placing his forehead to hers. "She's... beautiful." Despite her baby covered in blood and other substances, Luciano could feel his heart soar. "The afterbirth?"
The wave of relief that washed over her was euphoric as she breathed heavily but not as surreal as seeing her little girl. Tears streamed down her face as she reached for her. Her heart melted at her cry and she quickly held her close to her chest now sobbing with tears of joy. "Thank you" she cried as she soothed her daughter "thank you" Amelia was an absolute mess of sweat and fluids as she deeply kissed the man in front of her and then carefully sat back absolutely exhausted. Both twins were crying now and Amelia asked to hold them both. Resting against the headboard she looked at the newborns in her arms with a bright smile. Her body still quivered from exhaustion as he snapped her out of her trance. "Oh. Yes." She kissed her little girls before pushing once more though it was not nearly as strong or painful as the delivery. "Welcome to the world my sweet girls. I love you so very much" she whispered
There on each bosom, Amelia held her daughters close to her body. Their little hands kneaded her breast, which in turn allotted more milk to leak from her areola. As her nipple erected to meet her babies, Luciano removed the afterbirth that once served Amelia's little ones. In some cultures, the afterbirth was utilized in gardening or preservation by other means, though Luciano was comfortable disposing it accordingly. "You've performed a miracle today." He then knelt beside her, maintaining eye level with her, as Amelia breathed deeply, with her daughters continuing to nurse. "Amelia... to share this experience with you... has proven to me what matters most in life." Luciano spoke in a firm tone, sure to maintain his composure. "Raising your daughters is something you don't have to do on your own." His words were conveying a clear message, though Luciano hoped in his heart that Amelia hears him. "I would be complete... if you..." He reached into his pocket to retrieve something. "Would be wife." Luciano held out a small box, which held a small ring.
Amelia looked at him with a tired smiled and laid her head on his shoulder as she watched the twins nurse. She looked into his eyes as he spoke taking in and cherishing every word. Until he proposed. Her heart stopped and she was speechless as tears streamed down her face once more. And then all she could do was kiss him. "Yes" she whispered "yes. Luciano. I. I will remember this day forever. This has been such an experience with you and I. I can not tell you how much I appreciate you being here with me for this. I love you" she said and kissed him again. Cherishing the moment.
She wanted to get cleaned up but wasn't sure if she could move. And there was another matter to attend to. Now that he was to be her husband and their father she wanted his input. "What should we name them? I was thinking rose Ann and Lily may. But I'm open to more suggestions" she said quietly as the newborns fell asleep snuggled up to her chest. They were identical to each other as well as their mother.
Luciano pondered her inquiry, as he looked to his budding bride-to-be. Amelia's hair was unkempt and her body was naked. Her bed was soaked, from blood, sweat and tears, as the sheets were askew, with her pillows haphazardly supporting her. "Rose Ann? Lily May?" Looking to the girls that mirrored their mother was breathtaking. Luciano moved Amelia's bangs that clung to her perspiration coated face. "Those names are beautiful. I wouldn't expect anything less from the woman I love." He then stood to meet her. "If you would have me, I would love for you to take a bath. It's been a long night, and you've more than earned your rest. Unfortunately I cant feed the girls while you relax." Luciano said jokingly as he admired her daughter's new found hungry. "Amelia..." Luciano looked to her, leaning towards her face, delivering a soft kiss across her lips. "I love you."
She smiled tiredly leaning into his touch. The mention of a bath was a welcome one. "I love you too Luciano. So very much." She said looking at the little sleeping angels in her arms "I would love a bath. I'm not sure I've ever felt so disgusting" she chuckled. "And they should be ok for almost two hours before they need to eat again. That should be enough time to clean up. And maybe get something to eat. Also There is a number for the doctor and pediatrician on the fridge. We should probably have them checked on just to be safe." She said watching him with the newborns and wincing a bit as she slowly moved to the edge of the bed. Her body was sore and her sex was throbbing as she moved. While she was happy she hadn't torn she wasn't sure she'd be able to sit properly any time soon.
"Sure, I'll give them a call. See if they will see us today or set up an appointment." Luciano spoke as he cradled her little ones snugly. Amelia felt space where her babies used to reside. Her belly was soft and malleable, though she still bared the stretch marks of her crowning achievement. With her nipples erect, they expelled a steady stream of colostrum, clear she could feed her babies more than they could eat, with that thought, Amelia considered using a breast pump to store her excess. She could consider being a nursemaid, her bosom was gravid, as she nearly grew three cup sizes for this pregnancy, still she would want to ask Luciano if he would be okay with that. "Need me to help you to the bath? I could always put the girls in their bassinets, unless they start crying again." Luciano said with a chuckle as he held a baby in each arm. It was clear he was flexing to Amelia, as his biceps were sharp and sturdy. To him, she was beautiful, despite her sweaty sheen, bloody privates, and matted hair. Luciano would tell her that, though he wouldn't be sure if she took it the right way.
She smiled watching him with her girls. It felt weird to not be with them even though they were right in front of here. But she nodded having him put them in the bassinets and help her to the tub. She movements were slow and painful as she held one to him and carefully got in the shower. She just stood there for a while as her legs shook and she let the water wash everything away. After a nice king bath she cleaned herself up and slowly made her way back the the girls just standing and admiring them as they slept. They were so precious. So perfect. And she loved them more than she could possibly express. Looking at Luciano she smiled and did what she could to help him clean up
"Did you have a nice shower?" Luciano inquired as he began to bundle the sheets. "I would have loved to join you." He said as his face flushed a red hue. "But I managed to find a pediatrician who would be available to see us in a few days." Luciano was gathering the dirty linens as he placed them in the dirty clothes hamper. "That will give us some time to get twin care seats, diapers, thing I wish I would have gotten earlier." He was embarrassed to say, knowing they would need these things only to forget about them entirely. "You look beautiful by the way, Amelia." Grabbing the clothes hamper, he walked by Amelia, placing a kiss on her soft cheek.
She chuckled and smiled "thank you. Though I felt so disgusting I'm not sure you'd want to take that shower with me. Looked like someone died. Maybe the next one?" She smirked and kissed him "that's great. I do have some newborn diapers in the nursery" she smiled and picked up Lily as she stirred immediately calming against her mother's chest as she was rocked. When he said how beautiful she looked she blushed a deep red "oh. Thank you" she didn't feel beautiful in that moment but his words were so sweet as she kissed him.
Luciano had stepped out to begin the laundry, as he'd imagine, Amelia earned rest in her own clean bed. "Where are the clean sheets?" He inquired, though this wasn't his own home, Luciano made a mental note of where items were located. From medicine in the bathroom, to food in the cupboard, he wanted to be sure he could retrieve them in a moments notice. "Don't worry, I've found them." Luciano's voice held a degree of success, taking joy in serving Amelia. Returning back, he pulled the fitted sheet across the mattress, lifting the bed up in order to tuck in the corners. Living above her shop was cozy and convenient, but with her twins, perhaps Amelia would consider moving into his home. "Amelia? Do you feel that you have enough space?" Luciano inquired as he placed the pillows in place and positioned the comforter. Seeing her bed made by him, enticed Amelia to crawl in, as she imagined squirming underneath the blanket to get cozy.
Amelia continued to rock lily as she responded to Luciano telling him where things were. Once the bed was mad she carefully laid the twins on the bed before slowly crawling in herself with a very satisfied sigh as her aching body laid down. "Ahhhhhh. Mmmmm. Thank you.... ummm yes? I think so. Why do you ask?" She inquired as she watched the newborns breath softly swaddled in their little blankets. Her body felt heavy and as the adrenaline of birth wore off she was growing more tired and the pain had become more difficult to ignore. But still she tapped the bed inviting him to lay down as well blushing as her stomach growled.
Amelia could feel that her body was acclimating to no longer being pregnant. Though despite being lighter now, Amelia felt exasperated, concerned more with rejuvenating her strength, allowing every muscle in her body to rest. Luciano returns to her side, as his gaze met hers, he noticed how her face flushed and her hair clung. With a smile, he then fluffed her pillow and fixed the comforter for her. "You're always welcome to stay with me." He spoke. All he had was his word, Luciano was determined to care for her and her babies, as if they were his own. Becoming a father, a husband, a better man, all things he could never do alone .
She smiled tiredly with a hand on the twins as the slept curled up to each other. "Or. You could move in here if you'd like? I own the place so you don't have to worry about rent or anything." She said.
Years later she stood on a stool preparing for her wedding in nothing but a bra and Lacey underwear as the seamstress measured her. A hand moved to her once more large belly as she smiled happily and told the story of how they met.
"So he was buying flowers for his mother?" The seamstress named Stefanie replied. Her hands pressed into Amelia's navel, as she measured Amelia's waist size during her 38th week of pregnancy. A plastic measuring tape was wrapped around Amelia, as she stood atop of a platform surrounded by 3 mirrors. I'm the reflection, she could see a familiarity in how she looked. When she met Luciano, Amelia was nearly as far along into her first pregnancy, but this time, it was different. She wasn't expecting twins this time around. "You were pregnant at the time too?" Stefanie was vivid as their romantic tale touched her heart and brightened her spirits. Amelia looked to see that she had more stretch marks adorning the side of her belly. Luciano would always insist they were beautiful, or that they were a testament to her strength. But still, he wasn't against using stretch mark cream, if that's ever something Amelia wanted, he mentioned he would love to rub it in for her. "How many are you expecting now?" Stefanie interrupted and inquired.
" Yes. To take to his mother's grave actually. And we went for dinner after. But ended up leaving early because I was having contractions. Hours later he was still there with me as my water broke and ended up helping me deliver the twins. Was some first date. Now we. We're actually having triplets. I kind of thought they would be here before the wedding but now I'm just praying they wait until it's over" she chuckled rubbing her belly.
She certainly hadn't been expecting to have multiples again but was still excited. And this time she didn't know the genders. Though she suspected Luciano did. She just prayed this birth would go quick and smoothly with no complications. Her doctor had recommended a C-section. But she wanted another home birth and even made sure to get a birthing pool this time.
Stefanie was taking measurements of Amelia's neck and bust. Though her bosom was tender, Amelia did little to reveal such. Carrying triplets came with its difficulties, as their space was limited and they made sure to let Amelia know that. More often than not, Amelia would feel a small foot drag against her uterine wall, or a cranium bash into her bladder. Its was like none of her babies to be could find comfort, which made giving birth all the more anxious. "Making a dress for you wont be difficult. Though given these measurements, keeping it in the family would be difficult." The seamstress chucked, since the dress she was going to make would be for a very pregnant woman. "So, how old are your twin girls now?" Stefanie asked, as she knelt beneath Amelia, measuring the girth of Amelia's hips, which caused Amelia's belly to block her view of her seamstress.
A hand rested on her belly and back as she spoke. "They're almost five. And so excited to be starting school soon. They are going to be our little flower girls. Oh they are so excited. They keep asking if it's tomorrow. It so cute. Oh. Here I have a photo" she said reaching for her phone on the nearby desk and showing her. "They can't wait to meet the little ones either. I decided I didn't want to know the genders this time but Luciano does" she smiled as she took gentle breaths.
Amelia's breaths caused her belly to heave. Stefanie looked to the photograph Amelia had shown her, the resemblance was uncanny, both Rose Ann and Lilly May resembled their mother. "I see where they get their cuteness from." Stefanie commented. As Stefanie then measured Amelia's shoulder and forearm, her cellphone then rang in her hand. Looking to the screen, it was Luciano, seeing his name and face made her heart flutter, the love they shared was in bloom just as the day they met. Placing the phone to her ear, Luciano then spoke. "How's the seamstress appointment going? I know I'm suppose to wait for you to call when you were done, but I couldn't help but... you know..." Amelia was so close to her due date, Luciano's concern was sensible. Yet, to hear his voice was enough to stir her stomach and tingle her spine.
"I'm sorry it's Luciano I'll try to make it quick" she said to the seamstress before answering with a sweet hello. "Hey honey...... it's ok. Yes I know. Thank you. You're so sweet. We're almost done. The little ones are just fine. I think they are sleeping at the moment. And no I haven't had any contractions. We're ok. I actually think they may be asleep right now." She smiled rubbing her belly as she spoke to him for a bit. "Do you want pizza for dinner? How are things at the shop?" She asked "tell the girls I love them and I'll see them soon ok? I love you so much Luciano. Thank you fir checking on me. Love you. Goodbye" she said and hung up apologizing once more to Stephanie .
Luciano was relieved to know that his budding bride hadn't gone into labor. He would hate to think that Amelia would be in labor before they could have their wedding. Truthfully, they were already legally married, but at the time, they didn't have the means for an extravagant wedding. Saving up their money, they could afford the wedding of her dreams, albeit her childhood expectations were far more exaggerated. Luciano was wearing an apron as he was preparing a bouquet for a customer. There was a headset in his ear, as he finished talking to Amelia. "Okay, I love you. Goodbye my love." Lily was sorting gift bags while Rose was moving ribbons from out of a box onto a counter. "That was mommy. Were going to pick her up soon." Amelia wasn't incapable of driving, but given her condition, Luciano was adamant on being her chauffeur.
Amelia was getting her clothes on, as Stefanie was making notes for the wedding dress she was commissioned to make. "I'll get to watch you walk down the isle in this." Stefanie held a sketch of the wedding dress her and Amelia discussed earlier.
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Amelia's pregnancy and Luciano's love
RomanceAmelia is pregnant and single. She encounters Luciano one day and quickly learns that he understands her responsibility isn't hers alone to undertake. Taking the time to get to know each other and eventually coming to her need once labor ensues, Ame...
