Baby Months: Sequel to Your Babysitter [Completed]

•Rye Fredrick Mellark•

~Three Months Later~

I look through my Facebook on my phone, I've been in labor for thirty seven hours and the contractions become more and more intense but to be completely honest it doesn't hurt AS much as when I first went through this but it's still excruciatingly painful and Mr Rye doesn't want out right now, just wants to annoy his mommy and daddy, Peeta isn't here right now cause no one was able to look after Willow and so he has to look after her for tonight and then he'll drop her off at my fathers house and come back here.

It's funny cause Annie has just gone into labor a few hours ago and is in the same hospital as me but our rooms are across from each other so we can't see each other, we're both having baby boys! It's so excited! But I'm more later in the birth than she is so I'm more likely to give birth before she does, but it's exciting, both of our sons being born in the same hospital just not in the same room now that'll be weird.

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"It's okay baby. Just breathe" Peeta comforts as my breathing becomes higher and higher. He pets my head and shoosh's me helping me calm my heart rate down

"This kills. Have you found out how Annie's doing?" I asks

"Yeah. She's doing okay. She's not in the condition you're in... Yet" he says and I laugh a little

"They said that you're two meters dilated. Just two more hours and you can start pushing" Peeta states and I sigh nodding breathing into the oxygen tube thingy

"How's Willow doing?" I ask trying to steady my breathing and trying not to concentrate on the pain and he smiles

"She misses her mommy. She wants you to come home" and I laugh a little

"She's a funny one" I smile and he chuckles.

"Okay you're fully dilated Katniss. Let's get you ready for pushing" the midwife says and I nod and we get ready.

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I push as hard as I can, so hard that I swear my face went purple, I know Peeta is hurting to because I'm almost braking his hand and because I'm in this much pain and he doesn't like it. Not at all. But he knows there's something good that comes out of this and I know it too

"Come on honey you're doing great! Just a few more pushes for me dal" the midwife encourages and I do what she says while hearing Peetas comforting words in my ear

"Push push push!" The midwife says and suddenly the pain stops and baby wails fill the air and my baby boy is laid on my chest as Peeta cuts the cord and I sob placing a hand over my mouth. It's been a while since I've experienced this and it's just overwhelming. He's so small, after I got a small cuddle he's taken away to be cleaned and tested.

"Your baby's test came back and he's all healthy. Came out eight pounds and seven ounces" the midwife informs and Peeta and I nod and Rye is wheeled in inside a incubator wrapped in blue blankets, I pick him up and immediately think Peeta he's got my nose but the rest is Peeta, mouth, eyebrows, hair, ears, chin, cheekbones, I've seen Peetas baby pictures and he looks identical to Rye it's not even funny. I give him too Peeta and he holds his first born son

"He's so amazing" Peeta admires and I smile

"He's handsome just like his daddy" I say and he chuckles

"He looks so much like you Peeta. If baby Peeta were here you'd both look identical" Peeta laughs

"Katniss you really are funny" he says and I smile and giggle.

Welcome Mr Rye Mellark!!!

Rye Fredrick Mellark
Pounds- 8
Ounces- 7
Born- June 15th 2016