Tara
I stood in the mirror examining myself for stretch marks. I've been getting bigger by the month. I'm so big you would think I'm having a boy.
"What do you plan to do after she comes?" Christian asked referring to Kailani.
I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know. I was thinking about moving to where my dad is."
"You don't have to do that, I'm here." He smiled.
"I know, but it might be what's best."
"Well, if that is what you choose to do then I won't stop you."
"You're such a good friend." I nudged his side.
"I know." He replied in a cocky tone.
I grabbed my side feeling the pain of a contraction coming on.
"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" He asked.
I rapidly shook my head, "No."
I'm not due until next week but I've been having contractions for two days. They've been far apart so I don't see any reason to go to the hospital.
"You have to tell me if they start to get closer." He told me.
"I know."
"I'm serious, Tara." His tone came out very stern.
"I know, Christian." I rolled my eyes.
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I tossed and turned in my bed trying to get comfortable. I was having a terrible pain and it was preventing me from sleeping.
I just finally gave up and sat up in my bed and threw the covers off of me when something started to trickle down my leg. There I had discovered a wet spot on the sheets.
"Christian!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
He ran into the room with eyes as wide as saucers. He noticed the wet bed and reacted quickly by picking me up.
The pain started to get much worse by the minute. It felt like someone was stabbing me repeatedly.
"What are you doing?" I asked Christian breathlessly as he stopped at a red light.
"I-It's a red light." He stammered.
"Christian, if you don't drive this damn car I'm going to have this baby on your front seat." I raised my voice as I felt another contraction.
He pressed on the gas, speeding past the red light. A nurse saw him pull up to the entrance and immediately grabbed a wheelchair.
I was taken to the room and already being prepared ro push.
"I need drugs!" I cried.
"You're already ten centimeters dilated. You have to push now." The doctor ordered.
"I'm right here." Christian said before grabbing my hand.
"I don't think I can do this."
"Yes you can."
"Push." The doctor demanded.
I pushed with all my strength and I felt like I was being ripped open. It's obvious she has August's head.
By the third push everything went completely black.
