Cry Baby (Melanie Martinez)

Cry Baby: Birth

Cry baby's mother POV

"Miss you can't smoke, you are pregnant and in a hospital" "it's my baby and my life just shut up" the annoying nurse gave up of trying to stop me from smoking, I just can't wait until they take this little beast out of me, I can't drink  but they are not going to stop me from smoking because of the little beast "come in miss" the nurse told me, I got up from the waiting room and followed her until we got to the labor room "you can change your clothes to the night gown and then you can go ahead and lay down the doctor is going to be here soon" "okay thank you"  she leaves the room and I change and then laid down on the bed and lighten a cigarette, the doors open and the doctor comes in "hi miss" I blowed the smoke of my cigarette "hey" "you can't smoke here miss" "just tell me when you're going to take this little beast out of me already" "okay let's do an ultrasound to check if the baby is fine" "unfortunately we are going to need to do a see section" "why?" "It looks like the baby has the umbilical cord around his neck and we are going to need a see section for him to survive" "okay let's do this" the doctor gets up and starts to call the nurses, they all come rushing and start to set everything up and telling me to lay down
-------------1 hour later--------------
I start to hear crying and that's when the doctor says "she's a girl"
"GOD! THIS GIRL CRIES" I say has I cover my hears "there you go" a nurse says and hands me the crying baby "Congratulations" the doctor says and then leaves, the nurses start to clean everything and then they grabbed the crying baby from my arms and putted her on a little crib besides me "HI MOMMY!" my little son comes running and sits on the bed "hi little man" I say and smile to him but then the doors open and a nurse comes with a paper in her hands "miss? Do you know her name?" "No, I don't" okay, that's okay the paper is going to be on top of the dresser if you come up with her name" she says and smiles while looking at the still crying baby "GOD! SHES A CRY BABY!" I say and cover my hears with my hands, my little son then gets up and grabs the pencil and starts to write something on a paper "what are you doing?!" I say to the little boy writing on top of a dresser "cry baby" he says "what?" I say "cry baby, that's her name" he says holding the paper and giving it to me "what did you do?!" I say and then grab the paper from his little hands
                   Birth certificate
     Name- Cry baby

"Cry baby" I whisper looking at the birth certificate "that's actually a good name for her" I say looking down at the little boy smiling.

          And that's how I was born