"Yes, keep it up, sweetie, something's happening... I see hair..." Jungkook called out, looking intently into me.
"You're doing good, baby." Jimin whispered next to my ear and I concentrated fully on their voices. I took a quick breath and the next contraction followed immediately. Again I pushed with all my might, squeezing Tae's and Jin's hands, hearing the older one gasp.
"Keep pushing hard, I can see the head." Jungkook's voice was almost overflowing. And I obeyed.
"Take another breath, close your eyes and push with all your might... " he instructed me and I did. Jin's whimpering was drowned out by my own painful "ahhhhhhhhhh" as I pushed with all my might. I thought it was going to tear me apart, it hurt so much, but when I caught my breath, the extreme tension I had just felt was gone.
"The head is out, don't push anymore..." he reminded me. I knew I wasn't allowed to push now, but it was so hard. The urge to push anyway was huge, but not only would I hurt myself, I could break my baby's collarbone. Instead, I crushed Tae and Jin's hands.
"Take it easy, baby... It's almost over, you can do it, pant with me .... " Jimin calmed me down, practiced my breathing and it actually helped me.
"Wear it like a man Jin Hyung... A few broken fingers like that aren't so bad..." said Tae, who was just lucky that he was holding my left hand...
"Alright, head turned, shoulders are out, with the next one.... Oh oops..." Before Jungkook could speak any further, I wasn't even pushing with my last ounce of strength. The feeling of my baby slipping out of me was so beautiful, so liberating, that I couldn't even describe it. Jungkook caught the baby and already had one hand on its head and one its shoulder. Namjoon handed him a large bath towel and a washcloth that he had dipped in warm water. He rubbed the baby's face with it before wrapping it up and placing it on my chest. Everyone looked at him expectantly, he stared back in confusion. I pressed the bundle gently against me. It opened its eyes and looked at me, so many feelings ran through me, the strongest of which was love, stronger than I had ever felt before, I wanted to protect this being, come what may... this was my child... Mine... My baby... And the tears were already flowing, I was completely overwhelmed by all these feelings.
"Kookie... Have you looked to see what it is?" Jin asked, now slightly impatient.
"Oh... yes... Sorry I was distracted... It's a girl." He informed... They all came closer, looked at the little girl and couldn't stop marveling.
"Shouldn't she be crying?" asked Hobi, who had now come in with Yoongi.
"No, I listened to her breathing, everything is normal," I said, tears still streaming down my face. There was an awed silence, everyone was busy pining over each other in love when my daughter started to cry. I quickly slipped my shirt up and gently put her mouth in front of my nipple, which she immediately grabbed and began to suck on greedily.
"What about the navel?" asked Jungkook.
"Get the hair clip we disinfected, attach it to the umbilical cord and then cut it with the sterile scissors. We're not done yet ... the afterbirth is still missing..." I didn't want to worry them, but this was still a critical time, the birth wasn't finally over, the danger wasn't over yet. Jungkook cut the cord while she was drinking and I put one of my hands on my stomach and massaged it. Sucking on the breast did the rest, released hormones and with one last, small contraction, the afterbirth came. I let Jungkook show it to me while the others looked away in disgust, it was complete and I kissed my daughter's head with relief.
"Welcome to the world little Sora..."
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