Did You Just Say Pregnant?!

Chapter 22

Olivia's POV:

A week passed after the baby shower and I hadn't heard a word from Kate yet. But then again I do know she was in a critical condition and if she's had the baby then she'll be all tired, so I tried not to dwell on that too much.

However, it was all I could think of until a point where Jordan noticed.

"Look, if it's bothering you that much, later on today when we go to the hospital got the couples class, we can ask at the main desk to see if she's still there." Jordan told me, on the morning for our appointment.

I was now seven and a half months pregnant, and I was huge. My back had started to hurt over the strain and I can't stay up on my feet for long because my ankles swell up and I just get really tired.

"Thanks," I answered smiling a tad sheepishly.

"It's okay, I just didn't want you worrying and it's not good for you or the baby." Jordan replied.

I smiled in response and carefully plopped down on to the sofa. I put my hand to my stomach and felt three pairs of little feet kicking at me.

A couple of hours later Jordan and I were making our way to our class. When I say making our way, I mean Jordan walking but me waddling like a penguin with two left feet!

We went in for the couples exercise class, which I was really enjoying. Near the end I felt a jelly like liquid squirt down my legs. The whole class was silent and my sharp intake of breath made everyone look over at me.

"Um, my waters just broke." I stated, looking around the room, unsure of what to do. There was a second of silence before one of the instructors came over to me and helped me up while the other came in bringing a wheelchair. I was sat down on to the wheelchair and I was being wheeled along to the hospital unit in the building while Jordan was whispering words of how there's not long to go.

"Jordan, I'm not in pain." I state smiling.

Jordan stopped and then jogged a little faster to get back to my pace as the man wheeling my wheelchair had no intentions of stopping or even slowing down.

"What? I thought it's meant to hurt." Jordan asks.

"It depends; I've been wanting this ever since I was a child. Any pain I get I will embrace it." I said truthfully.

"You're amazing." Jordan tells me.

I smile in response as I am aided on to a bed and a gown being put over me.

"My bags!" I realize, looking around.

"It's okay dearie, don't you worry, we have plenty of gowns and what not, your husband can just get it for you in the morning," the doctor told me cheerfully.

"But doctor, I'm only 7 and a half months pregnant, I still have a month and a half left," I told her.

"It's natural to have premature births with twins and even more with triplets. I assure you, everything will be fine.

"Okay and one more thing, will I be having a caesarean?" I asked.

"It all depends, we need to still get you checked up, all you have to do is relax." the doctor replied.

"Thank you." I whispered. She curtly nodded and then walked out of the room.

I clutched Jordan's hand and smiled up at him.

"One month and a half early, but we're at the end of this journey." Jordan said.

I nodded, tears overcame me and I couldn't speak for a few minutes do we sat there in comfortable silence.