Shawn Mendes Imagines

112: Miracle

Y/N's POV:

I grip the railing on the side of my bed, my knuckles turning white.

"You okay, sweetheart?" Shawn asks, sweetly.

"Get a doctor." I breathe. The amount of insane pressure is almost unbearable. He disappears from the side of my bed, and I can hear him calling for the doctors. Almost immediately, the room is full of activity.

"Mrs. Mendes, you're ten centimeters dilated. It's time for you to start pushing." Dr. Jones says. He pushes a button on the side of the bed, calling three other nurses into the room.

"Wh-what?" I stutter through the pain. I look up at Shawn then at the doctor, who is pulling gloves over his hands.

"Mr. Mendes, will you put this on please?" One of the nurses hands Shawn a blue gown to pull over his clothes. The other two nurses in the room begin breaking down the bed.

"Take a deep breath Y/N. I'm going to put your feet into these stirrups, and then I'm going to
need you to take your first push, okay?" The doctor explains, gently setting my feet into the plastic stirrups. I reach out, grabbing at Shawn's hand. He holds my small hand in both of his big ones.

"You've got this babe." He takes one of his hands and strokes my hair.

"Okay, Y/N, let's go." Dr. Jones prompts. I begin to push.

"One, two, three..." The nurses begin to count in sync as I push. I relax after they say ten, taking a deep breath. Almost instantly, a thin film of sweat is covering my forehead.

A half an hour later, I'm beginning to get exhausted.

"Stop, stop, stop. Stop pushing Y/N." The doctor calls. He pushes the button on the side of the bed again. "I need a baby nurse." He says. His tone is very calm.

"What's going on?" Everything is out of focus. The only thing keeping me grounded is Shawn's hand squeezing mine.

"Everything is fine, I know Y/N is getting tired and I don't want her to end up in distress. Calling a baby nurse is very normal." The doctor reassures us.

"You're almost done baby, come on. You can do this." Shawn whispers into my ear. He places a soft kiss on my forehead.

"Okay, you have about three more pushes. Your baby is crowning." One of the nurses says.

"Okay, Y/N. Let's do this." Shawn says. Just as soon as my body feels as if it can't go any longer, Dr. Jones tells me to stop again. Suddenly, the only sound I can hear is a healthy cry.

I open my eyes to see one of the nurses gently placing a beautiful baby, the baby that I've had inside of me for the past nine months on my chest.

"Oh you're beautiful, hi baby. I love you so much." I coo, looking down at the gorgeous baby girl laying on my chest. The nurses are rushing to clean the baby off with towels, while I gingerly place a kiss on her head, stroking her back with my thumb.

"She's beautiful," Shawn mumbles, rubbing my hair off of my sweaty forehead.

"She's our little miracle."

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A/N:

You all wanted some more pregnancy imagines, and here I am to deliver! (no pun intended lol)

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