drabbles

loss

i leaned down, placing a delicate kiss against her red-bitten lips. i felt her smile as i placed my hands against her baby-bump.
then, in an instant, she whimpered, grasping her stomach. my eyes widened in panic as i placed my hands on her shoulders.
"what's wrong?" i asked, panicked.
"it's coming." she cried out, collapsing into my arms.

like that, we were in the hospital.
i felt like a monster for smiling in this situation, but our child was being delivered. our baby boy or girl was going to be with us soon.
she grasped my hand softly, surprisingly. i imagined an iron grip, tightening with every contraction.
but no, it was gentle. her hands were clammy, but soft and tender.
her face contorted in pain as she threw her head back, letting out a quiet, "ahhh."
"mrs. glen you will have to push a few more times, we've almost got them!" the midwife cheerfully instructed.
a bead of sweat ran down the side of my beautiful wife's face. it's was blushed red, her lips swollen and her eyes puffy.
"now!"
her beautiful green eyes squeezed shut as she cried out.

this happened a few more times, before, her hand went limp in mine.
i turned my eyes from the midwife to her.
her head was lolled to the side, her face blank.
the heart rate monitor let out a loud, long beep. doctors rushed into the room.

i had the vice grip on her hand as i stated down blankly at her limp body.

then, i was shoved away. her arm dropped, standing out from the hospital bed. her wrist tilted towards the floor, fingers bent.

my heart pounded inside of my chest. they got the baby out, and mentioned a sex, but i wasn't paying attention. they carried off the crying baby.