"Y/n, push!" The nurse told you. You pushed, and pushed, and pushed again. She still wasn't out.
"You're almost done, y/n. Just a couple more pushes." She informed you as you tightly squeezed Calum's hand.
"Push." She instructed and you did as she said.
After three more excruciating pushes, you heard your daughter's screaming. Her sobs were the only sound as she was cleaned and handed to you, wrapped in a pink hospital blanket.
"She's beautiful." You beamed. She looked like you, but with Calum's nose and chocolate brown eyes. She was absolutely perfect, and you couldn't have been happier.
