Am I wrong

Labor

Today was going to be a good day I told myself as I threw my covers to the side getting up out the bed walking into the bathroom. Brushing my teeth I stared at my reflection I was glowing I smiled.

Staring down at my big round tummy I smiled again. "My baby girl I can't wait to meet you and hold you in my arms" I whispered to myself rubbing my tummy.

I felt her kick I chuckled walking out the bathroom to put on some clothes. Pulling out a pair of blue sweat pants and a tank top I put them on.

Searching through my dresser drawer for my socks my phone started ringing on my nightstand. I grabbed it answering the call without checking the caller I.D.

"Hello" I said holding the phone close to ear.

"Uh yeah, Michelle we need to talk" I clearly recognized the voice as Braxton's.

"Okay but when I needed to talk to you, you would ignore my calls and text. I can't today I'm busy so we can talk another time". I was annoyed with him right now. Thinking I'm going to drop everything to talk with him when I tried many times to contact him.

"Alright that's fine we can talk tomorrow" I rolled my eyes clicking off the phone tossing it on my bed.

Opening my bedroom door I went down the hall into the kitchen. I was in the mood for some french toast for breakfast. I pulled out the ingredients placing them on the counter.

Washing my hands I heard a knock at the front door. I quickly dried my hands hurrying to answer the door. I opened the door Steven was standing there he smiled at me pulling me into a warm embrace.

"Hey baby what you doing up so early" he beamed kissing the top of my forehead.

Baby!? we aren't even together why is he calling me baby all of a sudden?

"Baby? I questioned, "And I always get up early" I said stepping aside letting him in before closing the door. I followed him into the kitchen.

He sat down at the table, "What are you making?" He asked gesturing to the ingredients I had laid out.

I turned around looking at everything I had placed out, "French toast you want some".

I glanced over my shoulder at him he nodded, "Yeah if it's not a bother". I chuckled knowing he would want some regardless.

I started cracking eggs in a bowl stirring them. I felt a sharp pain then I felt my water break my pants were soaked water or what I thought was water dripped down my leg onto the floor. I stopped bending over groaning in pain holding on to the counter, "Agh". Steven rushed over to my at lightening spend. He almost tripped over the chair which caused me to laugh but stop when another quick pain hit me.

"Oh shit! your water broke. Are you having contractions" he looked at me the panic visible in his eyes.

I nodded,"Yeah I think so just take me to the hospital". Holding the bottom of my stomach I wobbled to the door. My pants were soaking wet and theses contractions were hurting like hell.

The pains were coming faster now I had to stop three times squeezing Stevens hand as each contraction came and passed. He carried me the rest of the way putting me in the car buckling my seat.

I watched him as he ran to the other side of the car getting in buckling his seatbelt. "Oh shit which way is the hospital" I pointed down the road.

Squeezing my eyes shut I griped the end of my seat belt groaning the contractions were growing longer and hurting worse.

"Michelle baby just breathe", he said as we stopped at a red light.

I groaned trying to control my breathing, "I can't, I can't it hurts" I said shaking my head.

He grabbed my hand pressing the gas as the light turned green, "We're almost there don't panic.

I stifled out a laugh, "Your the one who's panicking Steven" I took a deep breathe another contraction came I squeezed his hand tight.

We finally made it to the hospital parking lot the contractions were coming a minute apart now. I timed it through my breathing. My tank top was drenched in sweat and my sweat pants wet.

Steven hopped out the car running to my side unbuckling the seat belt pulling me into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck holding on for dear life.

He rushed towards the door a nurse quickly ran up with a wheel chair. Steven sat me down in the chair. She wheeled me down the hall, "Mam just keep breathing everything's going to be fine".

I looked back at Steven as he followed me and the nurse. He grabbed my hand giving me a reassuring smile. I smiled back a contractions hit me I labored my breathing.

The nurse and Steven helped me get into the hospital bed. She ran outside the room another nurse came in hooking me up to a heart monitor. She stuck an Iv in me and turned around handing me a hospital gown, "Ms. Davis I'm going to help you put this on so we can prepare you to have your baby". I nodded sitting taking off the wet tank top and sweat pants.

I slipped the night gown over my head the nurse smiled at me,"I'll page your doctor to let her know your here". She grabbed my chart running out the door.

Steven walked over to the side of the bed, "I don't want to leave you but I think I should let your family know your in labor".

I nodded gritting my teeth to keep from screaming as the contractions came, "Please don't leave me again" I said staring up at him.

He leaned down and kissed my forehead, "I'm not baby girl". He walked out the room I could hear him talking on the phone as he paced outside the door.

I tried laboring my breathing but I was scared I'm really having this baby. Mom walked through the door my breath hitched in my throat.

"Mommy" I chocked out.

She ran to me hugging and kissing me all over my face. We both were crying and hugging each other.

She pulled away smiling at me, "You ready to have this baby?"

I shook my head, "No I'm scared mommy".

She wiped away my tears,"I'll be here with you always baby". Grandma now stood next to her and Steven behind the both of them.

I was ready for what seemed like the beginning of parent hood for me and Steven.