you sat in the comfortable grey couch, your head resting back on the cushion as the television played reruns of boy meets world. your hand was placed on top of your big belly, the one that let people know you were carrying around a baby.
you groan at another sharp pain. now you know it's definitely not just a cramp, they're contractions. "noah?!" you call out, hoping your fiancé can hear you from the living room to the bathroom. "ah!" you groan, "noah!" the running water is quickly turned off, and soon noah is out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
"what happened, are you okay?" you give him an 'are you kidding me' look, "it's contract-oh my god! noah the-it's time!" another cry of pain escapes your mouth as you throw your head back and hold onto your belly.
"shit, okay let me change super fast. just breath, y/n, breath." noah runs to the bedroom, quickly changing into some black sweatpants and a grey t-shirt. he grabs the hospital bag you had prepared from the closet before going back out into the living room.
you sit there, on the couch, your head thrown back as you breath in and out of your mouth. "ah, jesus christ, please hurry noah!" he helps you up, opening the front door and grabbing the keys from the coffee table.
—skip car ride cause i'm lazy—
you get to the hospital, check in, wait two hours, and now you're being wheel-chaired to a room. your doctor checks you, "wow, looks like this baby really wants to come out." noah holds your hand as you lay down.
"i'm gonna need you to start pushing y/n." you nod and begin to push, letting out cries of pain. "i'm right here babe, you can do this." you groan, "shut the hell up, ahhhh! you did this to me!" you groan, squeezing your fiancé's hand. his mouth slightly opens due to the pain you were now inflicting on him.
you continue to push, "i see the head!" the doctor informs, making you want to push even harder. "i got it!" baby cries are now heard in the room, you lay your back down, sighing. you smile at the sight of the nurse cleaning your baby before wrapping her in a blanket. "we did it." you whisper, noah nods kissing the top of your forehead.
the nurse soon hands you the baby. you wrap your arms around her, noah then wrapping his around you. "she's beautiful, just like her mom." he says, a wide smile now on both of your faces.
