Secret life New York;ramy

Chpater 4~amys birthday

Amy Pov

I wake up and I realize it's my birthday. "Happy birthday." Ricky says kissing my cheek. Just then the baby starts kicking. I scrunch my nose and Ricky puts his hand on my stomach. "It's gonna be a feisty one." Ricky says laughing. "That's why I think it's a Jenna!" I say smiling. "Ricky what if one of our kids said they were gay?" I ask. "Well I wouldn't really care. I mean they'll always be my kid, and I wouldn't judge them on their way of life." He says and I smile. "Me too. I mean who are we to judge love. Love is love." I say and ricky kisses me.

We get up and as usual I put sweatpants and a tshirt on.

"No I don't wanna go out!" I protest. "C'mon amy it's you're birthday, you should be having fun. I mean you're twenty!" He says smiling. "I'm pregnant. I don't want any fun." I say angrily. "Please. I made dinner reservations." He says and I give in. "Fine, get John ready. He gets John ready and I wait. Oh this baby's killing me.

We get to the restaurant and we have a small secluded booth. Ricky sits in front of me and John. "Mommy when's the baby coming?" John asks eating his food. "Soon." I say smiling. We eat dinner and we spend the night like every night.

Two days later
I wake up and look at the clock, that reads 2:30. I breathe heavily rubbing my stomach. Ricky wakes up and turns the light on. "You okay?" He asks sitting up. I nod. He puts his hand on my stomach but the pain doesn't stop. That's when I realize, it's contractions. "Um, I don't want to panic you but I think my water just broke." I say. "Um, ok uh let's get you to the hospital." He says sitting up and putting sweatpants on. He grabs our hospital bags and tells me to wait a second.

Ricky POV

I run upstairs and knock on bens door. "I know it's really late but, Amy's going into labour and I need to take her to the hospital. Can you please watch John?" I ask. "Yeah no problem!" He says running back downstairs with me. I grab the bags and help Amy up. I help her into the back seats of the car and I drive as quick as possible to the hospital.

We walk in and I run to the counter. "Hi, my wife Amy is going into labour." I say and they hand me a form, as they take her to a room. I fill out the form, and hand it back to them. "Hello, I'm Doctor Anderson I'll be delivering you're baby." The guy says walking in along with nurses. "Hmm you're water didn't break and you're only 3-4 centimetres dilated." He Says while his hand is up Amy, I'm guessing cause I am not looking down there. "It's going to be another 4 hours until you can start pushing." He says calmly. "When can I get the epidural?" Amy asks surprisingly calm. "Um you're 3-4 centimetres dilated, and we need you 4-5 centimetres dilated so I'd say in an hour you should be good." He says before walking out of the room. The nurses check Amy and her contractions seem to hurt less.

"Are my parents still in New York?" She asks. "Yeah, everyone's still here on vacation. I already called them and they'll be here soon." I say and she nods. "Ow ow!" She yells when she feels another contraction. "Breath, just breath." I say as she grips my hand tightly. Her contractions pass and she starts laughing. "When I went into labour with John, Ben kept passing out every time I would say ow." She says smiling. "Speaking of which where is John?" She asks. "I left him with Ben, but I just sent Matty and Jenna over to pick him up." I say and she nods. "I was so angry when I gave birth to John." She says as I pull a chair up next, to the bed and sit down. "You were only 15 and you were scared. It was my fault you had to go through that." I say. "When are you gonna stop beating yourself up over that. It happened, it happened what are you gonna do." She says putting her hand on my cheek.

Just then her parents and our friends all show up. They all ask how she's doing and stuff. They all shuffle to the waiting room except for her mom and dad. "You okay Ames?" Her dad asks sitting beside her. She nods and he kisses her forehead. Her mom kisses her forehead to, before leaving the room. "Try to sleep." I say rubbing her arm. She closes her eyes and falls asleep. And so do I. The doctor comes back in and checks how dilated Amy is. "Alright you're 4-5 centimetres, you want the epidural correct?" He asks and Amy nods rapidly. The doctor pulls me off to the side and speaks to me. "The epidural is going to make her very loopy. She's three hours away from being 10cm which is when she can start pushing. Her water did break, we just didn't want to tell her because usually when we do tell them they think they have to start pushing which is not the case." He says chuckling and I nod.