Dolan Imagines ♛

•Labour ~ E

•I wanna be a midwife maybe babies are cute wow
•Wow a little bit of 3rd person!
•Based partially on Colleen Ballingers labour vid!
•I can see E being like this aw
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*3rd POv*
It's been a stressful, but exciting, 9 months. being 36 weeks pregnant, for y/n, had meant many lifestyle changes and challenges, but also excitement and joy, and some nervousness, for both y/n and her husband Ethan.
Ethan and y/n had been trying for a baby for around a year, and had been married around a year and a half until they knew y/n had conceived, of which both were extremely happy, also for Grayson, Ethan's brother, who has always wanted to be an uncle.

It was now today, and y/n is going to bed late due to bad back,hip and stomach ache, a common side effect of her beloved child. She climbs into bed next to Ethan,her large stomach poking out, swaddled in the pregnancy pillow, which has been a big source of comfort and relief these past 3 or so months.
Ethan lay snoring lightly, and y/n admires him for a minute, thinking about what features their baby will have from him, and which from her.
After admiring her husbands puffy eyes and lips, y/n turns over, in attempt to sleep.
That is, until the early hours of the morning.

*Y/ns POV*
My eyes flit open, suddenly. I wince at the wet sheets I lie on - I hope I didn't pee myself.
I attempt to sit up, and sharp, harsh pains in my lower abdomen shock me, making me whisper-yelp (u know?). I think my waters may have broken.

I see our pet fish, fijmin swimming around in the tank.
„Fijmin i think my water broke" I whisper, in shock.
He keeps swimming.
I stay put, in shock, worry, excitement and bursts of pain, every 20 minutes or less, or so.
I turn slightly, moving my hand to Ethan's arm. I shake him.
„Ethan, Ethan" i say
„Ethan" a bit louder this Time.
He stirs, his cute puffy face looking at me as his eyes open.
„What's wrong?"
„I think - I think my water broke" I say
He jolts up, startled, and moves back the sheets as I groan in sharp pain.
„Oh! Oh gosh! Um ok do you want anything?" he says, getting up, looking worried but still smiling.
„Let's just go to the hospital" i groan, wincing.
I get up, however, wanting to clean my teeth, as Ethan holds my hand to the bathroom.
I lean on the sink, breathing deeply, letting a contraction pass.
„owww" i groan, and Ethan sticks him head in the bathroom door
„Ok my love?" he asks , packing his backpack. He rushes into the bathroom by my side as he kneels down to the under -sink cupboard, grabbing my hairbrush and pads and shoving them into the bag, alongside an already there baby grow and diapers. He kisses me on the cheek, and rubs and massages the small of my back as I curve over the sink again, my face scrunched.
He hugs me from behind, kissing my neck gently.
„You've got this" he whispers
„Easy enough for you too say" we both laugh, and turn to him „thank you" I smile, and slowly start my walk to the front of the house.

I yelp out loudly when by the car door, and Ethan runs around to open it for me, as concern washes over his face, and we both forget about the breathing excersises we swore to remember from birthing classes.

Once Ethan had driven us to the hospital and had almost carried me into the ER, he went to the front desk as I sat, my face scrunched and I whined in pain, from the now more regular contractions.
Ethan and a doctor return, with a wheelchair, and take me to a room, and I change into the crappy thin sheet gown, of which I've never been a big fan of, and lie back on the bed, humming to myself, and yelping in pain.
Ethan sits on the end of the bed by me, rubbing my back, and kissing my cheeks, telling me it's all worth it. I love that man.

Ethan calls my mom, his mom and Grayson. Grayson, being only a 20 min drive away from the hospital is soon there (much to my embarrassment as he will later may be seeing my vagina, but I am in too much pain to care), and while Ethan rubs my back with his arm flattened underneath me, Gray runs his hand through my hair, as I cry in pain. A nurse soon comes in too administer epidural, and I squeeze Ethan's hand as the large needle pierces my skin, but soon my stomach pain is less.  My mom arrives not long after, and begins telling me her birthing stories, which are somewhat comforting and also scaring me.

Several times nurses come in to check my dialation, and it's several hours of crying, hugging Ethan and him wiping my tears and feeding me ice, crying some more until it's finally reached 10cm. Ouch.

„Ok y/n , Let's Go" the doctor says smiling, sitting at the end of the bed with my legs open, of which I no longer cared about as the pain was overwhelming. The epidural feels like it has run out.
I begin pushing, my mum, the doctor and several nurses watching, Ethan bent over the bed hugging me and encouraging me, and Grayson going to look what's going on, before becoming grossed out, and standing next to me, holding my hand.

I scream out, as I feel the tension and pain from the baby.
„Nearly there" the doctor says, smiling, and I tuck my chin to my chest.
Ethan kisses me, repeating the doctor „nearly there"

„Why did I let you do this to me Ethan" we both laugh, followed by a scream of pain and suddenly a cry and wail of a young baby.
I look, and see the nurse placing the baby on my now bare chest, and I begin to cry, looking at my precious child. I look at Ethan, and he's flooding tears, as he kisses me, and then our baby.
Grayson and my mom are also slightly crying , and Ethan hugs me.
The nurses take the baby to clean and check over, and Ethan hugs me.
„We did it - you did it. I'm so happy, well done" he smiles. And I smile at him, exhausted.

They bring our new daughter back over, and I take her again, cuddling and cradling her, and Ethan sits on the side of the bed.

Time passses, and my tiredness has caught up with me.
I hand our daughter to Ethan, as I need to sleep, and he cradles her, rocking her, singing sweetly (and off key!).

I wake up an hour later, seeing Grayson hand back our adorable baby girl back to Ethan, and I smile, seeing him talk to her as she smiles, and he rocks her in his arms.
He sits on the side of the bed, showing me her again.
„She has your nose" I laugh.
„Your eyes" he smiles.

A tear slips from my eyes, and Ethan puts her back on my chest, and my arms go around her.

„I told fijmin before I told you about my waters" I laugh.
„You told fijmin!" Ethan laughs.
„i was scared!" we all laugh

My mum sits the other side of the bed.

„What's her name then?" she beams.
„Hm" i look at Ethan, exchanging glances of the baby names we previously discussed, and our favourite one.

„Y/d/n" he beams, and I look at our baby. It's perfect.
„It's lovely" Grayson chips in, smiling.

I take her away from my chest to look at her, her eyes now closed.
„y/d/n Dolan. It is lovely, you're right." I beam, looking at Ethan, kissing him. Soaking in this life changing perfect moment.

„The placenta is bloody gross" Grayson suddenly perks.

„Way to kill the mood Grayson." I scowl , and we all laugh.

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