Rèmi’s POV
THREE YEARS LATER
August 12, 2032
10:25 p.m.
Rosalia’s arms wrapped tightly around me as she cried. She's currently going through labour and God knows, it's stressing me out. It's just one baby and it's like the first time around was easier.
A lie, the first time was hard but bwoy.
"Kassauni," She cried, squeezing my arm.
Wiping the hair from her forehead, I eased back and she kept her hold on her arm. I kissed her forehead and she tried sitting up so I helped her. She climbed down off the bed and wrapped her arms around me, crying into my chest.
"Mi back a hurt me bad," She complained, sniffling.
I placed my hand on her lower, rubbing it in a circular motion. My lips pressed against her forehead and I used my other hand, doing the same. She slowly started to calm down, her moaning dying down a bit. Her arms wrapped around me loosely.
"Yuh wah practice breathing exercises 'til the doctor fawud?" I asked her.
"And how that ago help? Kassauni please just be quiet," She told me and I closed my eyes.
God, please make this hurry up and done. Her attitude is on ten right now.
"Okay," I said, keeping my hands gentle on her lower back while massaging.
"I read that stooping helps, counter-pressure and even walking," I told her.
She pulled her head from my chest. I looked down at her and she was glaring at me. "Yuh figet seh a you do this? If yuh did a keep yuh penis to yourself, me wouldn't inna pain."
"You said you wanted another baby," I reminded her.
"Oh, suh a my fault?" She pushed my hands away, her eyes pooling with tears again.
"No, it's Eve's fault. If she never eat the apple, women wouldn't born fi feel pain." I smiled and she rolled her eyes, grabbing my hands, and putting them back around her.
I continued to massage her back and then she lay back down. The doctor came in and examined her before announcing it was time to push. Candace walked through the door shortly after and Rosalia held my arm. Her mother caressed her head, whispering words of encouragement.
Twenty minutes went by before the room was filled with the cries of our newborn son. The doctor clamped the umbilical cord and I cut it before they wrapped the baby in the blanket, cleaning him off. I leaned down and kissed Rosalia’s forehead then her lips.
"Yuh good?" I asked and she nodded, tiredly.
"Sure?" I asked and she licked her lips, her eyes closing.
"I'm sure, Bubba. Not as bad as the first time," She muttered and I smiled kissing her head.
She need fi ease off'a dah nickname deh eno and nuh matter how much mi tell her, she nah stop.
The doctor handed the baby to me after they finished cleaning him up and I handed him to Rosalia. She kissed his head and Candace gushed while watching them.
I'm just glad our son is okay and my wife.
The first pregnancy scared me because the size of her belly was insane. I had to be around her all the time because I was afraid she'd trip or something while she was having the time of her life. She loved both pregnancies and enjoyed them after the morning sickness.
It felt like we were both experiencing some of the symptoms. I was always tired and she loved sharing her cravings with me. They weren't bad I can admit that but they were for sure interesting. There is one that surprise me up until this day.
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Burning Passion
Romance"Kassauni, there is more to life than continuous pain and suffering. I am sure you know that, and no one is asking you to go through it alone," She told me. I took a long drag from the blunt and held it in my lungs before releasing it. "Whatever yah...
