Life Isn't a Fairy Tale (A Trey Songz Love Story)

Chapter Seven: The Birth of Anastasia Neverson

Trey and I have been going through pregnancy quite well. After nine months, the baby was still growing inside me. One night, I felt great and didn't have any contractions. Trey started rubbing my belly and asked, "Are you sure you're ready to deliver the baby when the time comes?" I replied, "Trey, I'm so ready to meet Anastasia. I can't wait to give birth to her." Trey then asked, "Really? Do you think you can handle the pain during labor?" I assured Trey that I could handle the pain, except if it was unbearable. Trey said "Ok. Well, I wanna cuddle up with you, sweetie." I said "Me, too. Let's go upstairs." Trey said "A'ight. Let's go, boo." Trey and I went to our bedroom to cuddle up. As soon as we went into the bedroom, Trey wrapped me in his arms and said "I'm horny, baby. You think you can you give me some head? (kisses me)" I said "I sure will, boo." Trey said "Ok. Come here and give it to me, baby." I said "Ok." I started smiling and I was going down on Trey so good. Trey said "That feels so good, boo. I like that." I said "I know you do, baby." I licked the beast up and down with my tongue and started to slob all over the beast. Trey said "Baby, you do it so good. Go down on it." I said "Ok." I started to go down on the beast so good, Trey said "Baby, I'm gonna come." I said "Ok." Trey said "Drop down, girl." I dropped down on my knees and Trey said "Here it comes. (moaning pleasurably)" I said "(moaning passionately) Did you like it when I gave you what you wanted?" Trey said "Yes, I did, baby. After you had given birth to Anastasia, I will always make love to you everytime we go to bed." I said "You do know that after I give birth to Anastasia, we have to wait for six weeks before we go back to making love again, don't you?" Trey said "Yes, I know. I can make love to you by kissing on your neck, I can rub my hands all over your body, and still cuddle up with you while waiting." I said "I would love that." Trey said "Come here and lay next to me, baby."

While cuddling up with Trey in bed that night, I suddenly jumped up and felt a strong contraction, as if I was truly going into labor. Trey asked, "What's wrong, sweetheart? Why did you jump?" I replied, "I believe the baby is coming right now." Trey couldn't comprehend my intense feelings. Trey said, "Oh, I'm certain this is just a false alarm, baby." I insisted, "No, honey. This time, it's not a false alarm. I'm genuinely feeling the contractions. The baby is coming." Trey exclaimed, "Oh my god! Let me get dressed and take you to the hospital, boo. Just stay calm for me. Just relax and breathe." I assured Trey, "Okay. I'm calm. I'm calm, baby." Trey had gotten dressed and packed everything for the hospital, and we were rushing to get there. As we were on the road, I started experiencing intense stomach pains and groaned, "Trey, I feel the pain coming, and it hurts so badly! Please hurry!" Trey reassured me, "We're almost there, baby." Fifteen minutes later, we arrived at Methodist Memorial Hospital, which was conveniently located near our home. We entered the emergency room, and I urgently requested help, declaring, "Please assist me. I'm in labor." A nurse led me to the delivery room, where I was going to give birth to Anastasia. However, I insisted on having my husband in the delivery room with me to provide emotional support during the birthing process. The nurse gently reminded me, "Come on, Trey. She needs you there with her."

So, Trey accompanied me to the delivery room to be present for Anastasia's birth. As I lay in the hospital bed, draped in a hospital gown, a nurse named Nurse Jennifer entered the room. She asked about the frequency of my contractions, and I replied, "They're about every five minutes. The pain is intensifying... (Screaming)." Nurse Jennifer acknowledged my distress and informed me that we would contact my gynecologist for assistance. However, we needed to administer an epidural to alleviate the pain. I said, "Okay. Trey?" Trey responded, "Yes, baby?" I said, "Please stay with me." Trey said, "I will, boo. I'll be right here with you. (Holds my hand)." I said, "Okay." A few minutes later, I received the epidural, and the pain subsided, allowing me to focus on the birth of my daughter. Then, the equipment was brought in to prepare me for delivery. My gynecologist entered the room and noticed that I was being prepped for birth. The doctor instructed me to put my legs into the stirrups and be ready to push the baby out. I waited for the doctor to give me the signal to start the delivery of Anastasia. Finally, I received the command to push her out. Trey asked, "Want me to hold your hand, baby?" I said, "Yes." Trey held my hand as I delivered Anastasia. The doctor encouraged me to keep pushing, saying, "Keep pushing, sweetheart. The baby is almost out. I see the head." Trey reassured me, saying, "I'm right here, baby." The doctor instructed me to give one more last push, and I did so. And then... Anastasia was born.