Instagram/Dustin Lynch

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*Kylie's POV*
I smile at Dustin and Karlee playing with her barbies as I clean up the kitchen after dinner. I gasp and grab the counter as a sharp pain shoots through my abdomen.
"Baby. Are you okay?" Dustin asks, rushing over to me.
"Mama. Okay?" Karlee asks, her big eyes filled with worry.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Just a Braxton Hicks again I think" I smile softly. "I had them all night last night so I think I'm fine" I say. Dustin pecks my lips.
"Are you sure? I've got the baby seat strapped in and I've got the hospital bags in the car" Dustin says softly and rubs my belly.
"Baby. I'm only 34 weeks pregnant. It's okay" I smile softly, my swollen hands and feet starting to ache. Dusting leads me to a chair.
"At least sit down, then. Your poor hands and feet are swelling something awful" he says softly, his voice filled with worry. He kisses my hand gently then does the same to the other, taking over the cleaning.
I feel a sharp pain in my lower area that feels like a really bad period cramp. A gasp escapes my lips and I close my eyes tightly, putting my hand on my bump.
"Okay. I'm taking you to the hospital" Dustin says. "Khlo? Khloé?" Dustin calls up the stairs.
Khloé and Luke come down a few seconds later. Karlee grins and runs to Luke, jumping into his arms.
Dustin explains to them what's going on while he helps me up. I give Karlee a kiss and hug Luke and Khloé as I carefully walk out, stopping to put my phone and phone charger in my purse.
Dustin zips up my purse and picks it up for me, helping me to the car. I thank him softly as I get in and buckle myself up.
I take deep breaths and let them out as he drives, trying to stay calm. After he parks he helps me out. I grab my purse as he grabs my and his bag.
"I'll come back for the baby seat and baby bag later if we need it" he says softly. I nod and we walk in. As we explain, they go to get a wheelchair, making me sit down. They take me up to a room and do a few tests, soon coming back.
I feel my heart drop as I see the nurses face. "Is my baby okay? What's wrong?" I ask, trying not to panic too much.
"Mrs.Lynch, I'm your nurse, Sara. Your baby is fine, but you have preeclampsia. It's very dangerous for you and your baby so we have to keep you admitted in the hospital until the baby is born so we can keep a close eye on you both. That's why you've been so swollen all over. Your blood pressure is also significantly higher than we would like so we're going to take care of all of that" she smiles sweetly.
I nod and place my hand on my belly, giving her my right hand so she can start an IV. Dustin comes over to the side of the bed, kissing my cheek and putting his hand on mine.
Sara puts on hand sanitizer and gloves then wipes the top of my hand with an alcohol pad, prepping for the IV. "We're also going to put a catheter in so that we can do urine samples because often with preeclampsia your urine has high amounts of protein, which we don't want" she explains.
"Okay" I say softly, chewing my my lip. I bite my lip as she does the IV, then she changes her gloves to do the catheter.
"This isn't going to feel the best, love. Just take a deep breath for me" she says. I take a deep breath, groaning loudly as she inserts the catheter.
Dustin gently rubs my bump and rests his forehead on mine, whispering sweet nothings to me. After she finishes she throws away the trash and uses hand sanitizer again.
"Do you want some ice chips and a cup of ice water to keep your mouth from getting dry, hun?" She offers.
"Yes please" I say softly. After asking Dustin if he wants anything she walks out to get my water and ice chips.
"Don't even say I told you so because I know" I laugh softly and look at him.
"I wasn't going to" he says with a knowing smirk. I giggle and playfully push his shoulder.
"I'll go call mama and your mama and let them know what's going on" he pecks my lips.
I nod and Sara brings our drinks in. I thank her softly and eat a few of the ice chips, offering to Dustin as well.
He shakes his head and hangs up the phone. "Your mom is on her way and said Kim and Kanye are going to come up here after she leaves and later Kourtney and Scott will. Kendall will get the first flight back here and I haven't heard back from rob" he says and kisses my cheek. "My mom and dad will come up tomorrow as well as my sister"
"I'll ask Khloé to bring Karlee Ann up here sometime tomorrow or the next day since we will be here so long. But if you want to, babe, you can go home at nights to sleep"
"Absolutely not. I'm not leaving your side, baby. Not even if someone paid me a million dollars to do a show" he grins, kissing my cheek. I scoot over so he can lay down with me and I cuddle into his chest, kissing his jawline.
"I love you more than you can imagine"
"And I love you even more than that" he smiles, kissing my lips softly.
We're interrupted by my mom knocking on the door and walking in when we tell her she can come in.
*1 week later; 1:15am*
I toss and turn, not able to sleep. Dustin gently wraps his arms around my waist as he wakes up and he kisses my shoulder.
"Rest, Baby" he mumbles against my skin. "You didn't get a wink of sleep last night you need to sleep"
"Baby. I can't, I'm in active labor. It hurts too much" I mumble softly, turning again and I bury my face in his chest.
"Then ask for the epidural" he says softly. I nod and press the nurse button. Sara comes in a few minutes later and has the things for my epidural.
After she does the epidural I almost immediately fall asleep, cuddling Dustin.
*12:15 pm*
I stir awake, an intense pressure on my abdomen. Sara comes in and smiles.
"I'm going to check your dilation again" she says softly. "Okay babe. You're ready to push. We just need to get the midwife in here" she smiles and pages them. Dustin calls our parents, filling them in on the situation.
"Okay, Mrs.Lynch. Let's have a baby" the midwife, Allison, smiles as she walks in, slipping on gloves. Sara and the other nurse put on gloves, putting my feet into the slings carefully.
*After 45 minutes of pushing*
"One last push, beautiful" Allison says. I push as hard as I can, my body exhausted. Sweet cries fill the room.
"It's a boy" she says and gently placed him on my bare chest. I feel a few tears fall as I gently put my hand on his head, breathing heavily.
"You did it, baby. You gave birth to our beautiful son" Dustin whispers softly as tears fall down his cheeks as well, kissing me then gently kissing Malachi's head.
Sara gently grabs him and takes him to get all cleaned up. She calls Dustin over, letting him cut the umbilical cord. After he's cleaned up and swaddled, they place him back in my arms.
He calms down as I rest him on my chest. "My beautiful boy" I whisper softly. "You look just like your handsome daddy"
Dustin walks over, kissing both of us. "Our families are going to give us a few hours with him alone before they pile in" he smiles. "I'll go get little guy's seat and bag. Want me to go get you some Chick-fil-A while I'm at it?"
"Yes please" I smile cutely, feeling famished as I haven't eaten the past 20 hours due to labor.
"I'll be quick. I love y'all" he says softly and pecks my lips before walking out.
*an hour later*
Dustin walks in with a handful of bags, putting the diaper bag down as well as several carters bags. He sits the food and drinks on the table, looking down at a nursing Malachi.
"He's so tiny" I say softly. "But oh so sweet and cuddly" I grin.
Dustin nods in agreement and I burp him carefully before looking at Dustin.
"Wanna hold him, babe?" I ask. Dustin smiles shyly and nods as I place Malachi in his arms, showing him how to properly support his head.
"Go ahead and eat, baby" he says softly. I nod and take out my food, starting to eat. After finishing I throw away my trash.
Dustin lays Mal down to let him rest and he starts to eat as well.
"I can't believe he's ours. We've always had to give them back at the end of the day. But he's ours" I smile.
"I can picture a few more down the line" he winks, causing me to giggle.
We hear soft knocks on the door, knowing it can only be Karlee Ann.
"Oh boy. She's gonna love this" I grin, getting up to pick Mal up then I sit down. She runs in, crawling into the bed with me. "Careful, Princess. He's a baby" I say softly.
"Bebe bubber" she grins, mispronouncing it as she's only 3.
"Yeah. Baby brother"