34 ~ Labor Part 3

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Harry ~ "I want to get into the bath, Harry."  You whimpered after another contraction. It's been hours since labor started, your contractions now only three minutes apart. He had called his mother, his sister, your parents, and your siblings. They all knew, and were waiting by the phone for the call saying your baby girl was born.

"Okay, let's go," he said, guiding you to the bathroom. Jill had drawn the bath a while ago thankfully, because you didn't want to wait. You lifted your t-shirt off, leaving you naked, and Harry helped you to step into the large bath in your bathroom. The water was warm and soothing to your muscles. You sighed in relief as pressure was lifted from your back and lower stomach.

"Get in with me," you demanded, and Harry stripped down to his boxers. He climbed in behind you, and firmly rubbed your lower back. Another contraction spread from your back to your stomach as the baby moved further down. The contraction was more manageable with the support of the water. "Harry," you moaned, opening your eyes as the pain ended.

"You're doing so good. You're amazing. Just a bit longer." He whispered, continuing to rub your back. You moved your hips, a burning sensation starting between your legs. Harry moved his hands to your hips, helping you to sway them. You were almost surprised at his quick turnaround. He had freaked out a bit at the beginning, but he was now calm and collected enough to support you through this.

"How are we doing in here?" Jill asked after knocking on the door to announce her presence. Harry smiled at her, letting her know everything was fine, and she left. She checked your cervix before you got in the bath, and it was nine and a half centimeters. You were so close, but it was taking forever to dilate that last half centimeter. As you thought about it, you began to get more and more nervous about the actual birth.

"I don't want to do this anymore," you whimpered, half way through another contraction.

"I know, gorgeous. If I could take the pain for you, I would. Just a bit more. And then you'll be holding our baby girl in your arms." He soothed. You relaxed, your face red after the contraction ended. You had yelled out in pain half way through him speaking, something you had been doing for the past eight hours.

"I want this to be over," you cried, pushing your loose hairs from your sweaty face. Harry began talking, but you were distracted by a strong burning sensation. The baby was moving further down, and you felt an incredible urge to push. "I have to push!" You yelled.

"What? Really? Oh, this is exciting. My baby's coming!" He squealed excitedly.

"Harry!"

"Oh, right. Jill! JILL!" He yelled, and Jill and Melody were in the room almost instantly.

"I have to push, now!" You said, before yelling out in pain.

"Okay, is everyone ready to have a baby?"

Niall ~ You arrived at the birthing center at roughly 10 o'clock at night, after being in labor for about 2 hours. Niall had driven himself crazy trying to pack bags for all of you, because stupidly you hadn't done it before. He made you facetime him to tell you exactly what you wanted to pack for yourself and where exactly in was in your bedroom, because he wanted to make sure everything was perfect and he didn't want to make you walk up the stairs.

You had walked around the main floor of the house for at least forty-five minutes, trying to get labor to go faster. Greg put the kids to bed around 9:00, thankfully. You almost felt bad that you had gone into labor the day before Christmas, and that the whole family would be focused on your babies on Christmas. Evie was too young to realize, but you made sure to tell Denise that you wanted to make special time for Theo after the babies were born.

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