Jonah Marais Imagines

Too Soon (Part 2)

Previously:

Our doctor comes back in again and smiles at us before putting gloves on and checking my dilation. She looks up at us and gives me strong face. "Looks like you're ready to have this baby. I'm gonna ask you to start pushing."

I look at Jonah and our faces match. We are both wide eyed and nervous but excited to bring our baby into the world. I glance at my doctor and nod slightly.

"Alright in three give me a nice big push ok?" She nods and counts. "One."

Deep breath.

"Two."

Quick look at Jonah.

"Three."

Time to bring our baby to the world.

Now for Part 2:

Y/N POV...

20 minutes later and several rounds of pushing the doctor says the baby's head is out. I look at Jonah and all I see is a face full of love and happiness.

"Alright miss Y/N your baby's head is out no time for stopping now give me another push."

And then

"Another one."

Again

"You can do it a big push on this one."

Finally.

"Last one, last one, last one."

And at last, we hear a soft cry of a baby.

"Congratulations! It's a boy!"

Jonah and I look at each other with huge smiles on our faces, I always had a feeling it was a bit but Jonah didn't believe me. Turns out I was right.

"Would the father like to come cut the umbilical cord?"

Jonah nods and walks over eagerly, in about .2 seconds the cord was snipped. "Oh my god baby... we have a baby..." Jonah says softly before turning to be with sappy eyes.

"Would you like to hold hi-" our doctor cuts short and turns to the nurses. "I need half a milligram of morphine and an aspiration now!"

I was beyond confused and now extremely worried. I tried to sit up but I couldn't due to a shooting pain. Jonah looks down at we with concern for our baby and all I do is squeeze his hand. "What's happening?" No one answers us.

Next thing we knew our baby was being rushed out of the room along with both nurses and the doctor. Jonah and I sat there panicking not knowing what was going on and not understanding why we were not given any information.

5 of the longest minutes of our lives passed before someone came back in. It was our doctor, "I'm so sorry about that. You must be worried sick and I send my sincere apologies. You baby was having heart spasms that were too much for his body to handle and he also swallowed part of the placenta so we had to get that taken care of. But don't worry our pediatric specialist is here and with your son right now. They are taking care of everything and very shortly you will be able to see your little boy again. Again I am terribly sorry for worrying you we could have handled that much better."

A mix of fear and relief were written in my face as I find out what had happened to mine and Jonah's baby, I was happy to know he was ok but I was still spooked.

"H-How long do you think it will be before we can see him?" Jonah asks. 

"I don't have a definitive answer but I would tell you my best guess is no more than half an hour." Our doctor gives us a soft smile before heading to the door, "If you need anything let us know and I or one of the nurses will come get you when everything is settled for you to see your baby."

"Thank you so much." Jonah and I say together.

The doctor leaves and Jonah and I stare at each other for a moment.

"I cannot believe what has happened in the past hour. Wow." Jonah looks down at me before working his way into the bed with me. "But we have a baby, baby.." he chuckles and kisses my cheek. "And he's gonna be ok, he's going to be perfect." He smiles before wrapping his arms around me while we waited to see our baby boy.

~30 minutes later~

I was in a wheelchair with Jonah at my side while we were being brought to our baby in the Pediatric ICU.

When we entered we saw another nurse with her back to us, reaching into one of the bassinets. When she turns around I gasp slighting seeing my precious little angel. "I think your mommy and daddy are here to see you little guy." The nurse says before walking over to us.

"Are you ready to hold him?"

I nod eagerly and reach my arms out. She gently places my baby into my arms and I fell in love. Jonah was right, he really was perfect already.

"He's so little." I hear Jonah whisper.

"That is because he was a bit early, only came in weighing at 6.2lbs, but don't worry we have everything under control and he is healthy as a horse." The nurse tells us.

"That is so good to hear." I smile without even looking up from my angel to see the nurses.

Both ladies nod at each other and then at Jonah before exiting the room to give us some time alone with our baby.

Jonah bends downs and softly runs his finger across his squishy little cheeks. "He is absolutely precious."

"That he is."

We stay there for a while, admiring the little prince we have created. The moment couldn't have been anymore perfect. Though there were some complications with the entire labor process it turned a bright corner in the end. Jonah and I had an amazing, healthy baby.

"Are you still thinking we're going to keep the name we picked out originally?"

I look up at Jonah and stop for a moment, I smile breaks onto my face and I nod. "Yeah I am... you still like it?"

"I love it."

"Perfect... we have our little Noah Leighton."

"You are very lucky I love you enough to give him Leighton for his middle name."

"Oh Jonah you know you love it, Esther and I came up with it."

"I suppose you're right... it's a little different. But I think that's what I have turned out to love it."

"Exactly, now why don't you come here and hold your son." I smile and look at him.

"Sounds good to me."