giving birth

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And then it happened. The baby was coming.
The pain was unbearable. I was sweeting, screaming, crying.
The nurse came without me noticing.
As I got a break from the pain, I could just think about, not wanting to be alone.
"Where is Ivar?" The nurse looked at me with a smile. "He be here soon." She calmly said before another wave hit me.
"Push. Breath!" I couldn't feel anything. the pain was numbing.
"I can already see the head. Soon done." The nice nurse commended. I pushed like it was life or death. it was.
Then he came. The door opened and my love was walking over to me with a smile and regret in his eyes.
He went behind me so my body was on his chest. He held me and was just there.
"I'm sorry." He whispered. He was sorry that he wasn't there from the start. He was sorry for not being the best man. Sorry for being him. But he was perfect and he would become an even better father.
"No." I whispered in between breaths.
"One last time!" The nurse yelling.
And then there was someone screaming. A little baby. An angel. A mix of me and Ivar. My first kid. Our first kid.
"It's a boy." The nurse cheerfully said. She covered the baby in fur before handing it to me.
I looked at Ivar who, I could swear, had tears in his eyes.
"Our boy." I said tired. "Yes. What's his name?" Ivar asked full of happiness. "Johann." I whispered before I realized something was wrong. I gave Ivar our son. My arms felt heavy. My sight got blurry.

"Johann....." I whispered. It was the last thing I could say before everything went black.

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