"...one last squeeze!" I gripped harder onto Karl's hand, pushing down as hard as I could.
"Come on babe, big push," he encouraged, running his other hand over the top of my head, brushing my hair out of the way.
"I can't!" I screamed, feeling an immense pain sheer through my body.
"Yes you can Y/N, do it for your baby." As soon as I heard the midwife's words, I knew I had no choice but to push.
"That's it!" Once my body started to push once more, Karl was right by my side once more.
"Here she comes!" Seconds later and the cry of our little baby could be heard through the room.
"She's here, our own little one love." Karl pecked the top of my head several times whilst I caught my breath.
"Congratulations, you've got yourself a little boy." Our eyes met in disbelief, as the loud cries of our son continued.
"I always told you we'd have a boy," Karl smugly grinned. "You should listen to me more often."
"Just because you can predict the gender of our child does not mean I should listen to you," I replied, allowing his lips to graze across mine.
"Does dad want to hold son?"
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