It has been over four months and Charlie seems to have controlled her mood swings. I have no longer the oxygen pump with me but, due to the fact that I still can't breathe and get the oxygen to my brain, I have a portable container filled with oxygen just like a bottle of water. Charlie and I were laying down on our bed when she suddenly felt the baby kick inside her stomach, making her smile with pain.
"That baby just kicked!" She said with excitement as she placed my hands on her stomach. I waited for a few moments before I felt the baby kick. I smile in awe and turn to look at my wife spouting tears.
"I hope it's a girl." I say to Charlie, still having my hands on her stomach. She nods rapidly, confirming the exact same thing I was thinking. I pull her in my arms and lay with her, having both of my hands on her stomach.
"Isn't this just amazing? There is a living demon inside of me..." Charlie said almost losing her voice with sniffles. I wipe my two little teas and kiss her forehead. We stayed like this for about a couple of minutes before I heard the telephone ring. I reach my hand towards the phone and answer it.
"Hello?" I asked on the other end. The other end started babbling on about her appointment to the doctors office, which made me immediately hang up and carry Charlie out the door. She was confused but knew by my expressions, it was important.
We hop in the car and rush to the hospital. On my way to the hospital, Charlie starts feeling nauseous. I rapidly roll down the window so she can stick her head out and feel the fresh breeze to calm her self down. By the time we arrive to the hospital, Charlie only puked once and it hit the car behind us. She stuck her head back in the car and pretend like nothing happened.
I carried Charlie bridal style inside the hospital receiving awe faces from the people around me. She kissed my cheek before I placed her in a chair in the waiting room. I then rushed to the receptionist and ask her for Charlie's appointment. The nurse had told me that her room is 1034, which I gladly thanked her for.
I picked up my wife, once again, and laid her down on the bed in her room. Moments went by and the doctor finally entered the room.
"Good morning Mrs. Magne, how are you feeling today?" The doctor asked Charlie, which she only nodded or shook her head to the side due to the pain she was feeling. I held onto her hand and she tighten it every time a contraction or something painful is happening.
"Doctor, I have been h-having contractions a lot l-lately..". Charlie manages to say to the Doctor, which he gave widen eyes. He rushed over to the monitors and turned them on, to then place a cold like substance on Charlie's stomach. He then rubbed a type of hanging machine, which made the doctor see the baby. He cracked a gasp and rapidly placed her on one of the wheel beds.
"You wife is going into labor. I need you to come with me. " Doctor told me, getting Charlie ready on the wheeling bed. I accompany them into the room to deliver, which only made Charlie even more exhausted. I rush to her side and kept holding onto her hand, telling her I was here.
After rolling my wife into the pregnancy room, she let go of my hand and started sitting up from the pain. I rush to her to only receive a push. I sighed and grabbed on of the best cameras I could find and start recording. The doctor sets her up and sees at what length she is at, and apparently it ten centimeters. The doctor told her how to position herself, legs wide open and in place then on to hoops.
"Now, when I say push your going to push as hard as you can, alright mis?" The doctor said, wheeling up to her in his little chair and snapping in his gloves. She nods rapidly and I get closer.

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