Wrong Injection

CHAPTER 51

It was my delivery day, and I was starting to get anxious. Despite it being past 8 o'clock, I hadn't shown any signs of labor, my water hadn't broken, and I wasn't having contractions. Sarah and Bella were with me, trying to stay calm, but I could sense their concern. Bella suggested I do some gentle exercises to help stimulate labor, and I eagerly agreed. We started with squats, which wasn't easy with my large bump. "You're doing great," Bella encouraged, counting out loud as I squatted up and down. Her words of motivation helped me push through the discomfort, and I focused on bringing my baby into the world.

"Okay, thirty squats is enough to get the baby out," I said, panting and huffing, my breath coming in ragged gasps. I was exhausted and relieved, thinking I'd done enough.

"You think so?" Bella asked, raising an eyebrow, and I nodded vigorously, not wanting to do any more squats. "So, do you feel like the baby is coming out?" she asked, and I gave her a skeptical look. "Right, so we need to do more," she said, and I shook my head emphatically, walking over to lean against the wall. "Lani, for the sake of the baby," she said, following me and placing a gentle hand on my arm.

I touched my bump, remembering that this was all for my little one. "So can we do something else? Like walking from this point to that point?" I suggested, and Bella nodded in agreement.

"Cool," she said, and I began pacing back and forth in my room, hoping that some movement would help stimulate my labor and bring on some signs that my baby was ready to arrive.

After a while, pacing back and forth didn't seem to be working, and Sarah walked in, encouraging me to keep going. But I was starting to lose hope. "I think the baby's not ready to come out," I said, still pacing.

"Too bad, because I can't wait to see her," Bella said, making a sad face. I stopped pacing and sympathized with her – I couldn't wait to meet my baby either. We were all excited to meet her today, but it seemed she had other plans.

"Me too Bella," I said, shrugging. "I think we should retire to bed now; it's quite late," I suggested. "Goodnight," I said to Sarah, who smiled and pecked my forehead.

"Don't hesitate to call me if anything happens," she reminded Bella, who nodded in response before walking out of the room.

It was past 10 pm, and I was getting increasingly anxious. Bella seemed worried too, though we both knew that everything was normal. Still, it was hard not to feel a little frightened. I had been told during my antenatal visits that I could give birth before or after my due date, but at this point, I was just eager to meet my baby. "Hey," Gabby said, walking in with a cup of tea. "Here, have some tea," he offered, his smile warm and reassuring.

"Thanks," I said, taking a sip. The tea was delicious, and I told him so. "Nice," I said, taking another sip. Gabby had always been good at making tea, and this was no exception.

"Glad you like it," he said, smiling. Then he asked, "So, how's it going?" I shrugged, not sure how to answer. What could I say? That I was tired of being pregnant and just wanted to hold my baby in my arms?

"The baby doesn't want to come," Bella said, her face long with concern.

Gabby smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry too much; she's definitely going to come," he said, and I nodded, smiling back at him.

After he left, I turned to Bella and suggested, "Bella, I think you should go with Gabby now and get some rest." But she immediately shook her head, yawning.

"The baby doesn't want to come, so I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay here with you," she said, though her yawn suggested she was fighting to stay awake.

"I'm going to be fine," I assured her.

"Are you sure?" she asked, yawning again.

"Yeah, go get some rest. Goodnight," I said, trying to reassure her.

"Goodnight," she said before walking out.

A sharp pain woke me up, and I screamed as my legs stiffened suddenly. I couldn't move, and my legs felt numb. Before I could process what was happening, Sultan rushed into the room, concern etched on his face. "Hey, are you okay?" he asked, kneeling in front of me. I stared at him, amused despite the pain, my legs still stiff. "You alright?" he asked again, and this time I shook my head, gripping my abdomen.

"The baby... it's time," I panted, feeling like I was losing my breath. As Sultan tried to help me up, I stopped him. "Wait!" I said, scared to stand up. "Go wake Sarah and Bella up," I ordered, and he quickly rushed out of the room, leaving me alone for a moment to deal with the intense pain.

I sighed, taking deep breaths to calm myself. Slowly, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up, my swollen legs wobbly beneath me. I felt unsteady and feared I might fall.
As I made my way to the bathroom, I suddenly felt the urge to pee. But before I could reach the toilet, my water broke, and I ended up peeing on myself. I realized it wasn't just urine – my water had broken.

"Milani are you okay?" Sultan asked from outside the bathroom.

"Y-yes, I'm fine," I replied, trying to sound calmer than I felt.

"Are you okay?" He asked again as soon as I walked out.

"Yeah please grab me a hairband and a T-shirt," I requested, breathing deeply. Once he handed me the shirt, I quickly put it on and rolled my hair into a messy ponytail. "Where's Sarah and everyone?" I asked, looking around for them. "They're downstairs waiting. Mom and Bella have everything the hospital will need. Let's go," Sultan explained. As he reached out to touch me, I jerked his hand away.

"After you," I said, and he nodded before rushing out of the room.

I walked out of the room and saw everyone waiting by the front door. Holding my belly, I took my time, carefully making my way down the stairs. When I met Sarah's gaze, I burst into tears. "Oh, sweetheart," she said, enveloping me in a warm hug. "You're going to be fine; you're brave my child," she reassured me.

"Stay strong Lani," Bella chimed in and I continued to sob, overwhelmed by the emotions and pain.