Chapter 8

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Amelia POV

How my husband really convinced me to move to a bigger house while being very pregnant is still a secret but we are doing it!
So,today we start this excruciatingly tiring process with five hyperactive kids and a super active baby inside my belly who is playing soccer with my bladder.
"Link,I love you but are sure we have to do this? I can't lift boxes or move stuffs around because you think I'm invalid considering this" I say pointing to my very prominent stomach
"I don't want you to lift boxes because you are 32 weeks pregnant and we really don't want to enjoy the trip to the NICU again"
"Can I at least call Owen to help?"
"That would be nice! The kids could play with Allison in the garden"
"Or the kids could help me unboxing"
"I like you when you are this bossy" he says flirting
"Stop trying to sleep with a pregnant lady" I mock him
"Except for the fact that I do it already" he says coming closer and circling my waist- waist,wait,it's a big word...I don't have a waist anymore considering the size of this baby
"Uh well,we won't tell this to your wife" I joke kissing him.
He kneels down and kissing my baby bump he says to the baby "are you excited baby? Yes? You are going to love your new room"
"Definitely excited,it's kicking my ribs like crazy" I grin

The house we got is a huge 8 bedrooms house with a big garden with the pool,which is the detail the kids are more excited about.
"Okay loves of my life,you will find all of your stuff in your rooms! Go and have fun decorating them" I instruct them and they go away running on the stairs. Sighing with relief that at least we will have a couple of hours before they will be done,I reach the living room while a small voice calls me "mom?"
"Stacey" I say sitting on the floor next to her
"I'm too little...I can't put on the things I want to. Nobody will help me so I won't have a room to sleep in" she starts crying
"Honey,come on...let's go decorating your room then! I'll help you" I say taking her small hand
"But you have a baby in your belly,dad doesn't want you to get tired"
"I won't get tired,pinky promise"
I've planned before to decorate our bedroom but how can I resist to my daughter's sweetness? Trying to stand up I'm hit by a stinging pain in my lower abdomen "AH!" I say way to loudly to get unnoticed
"MOM!" Arabella says running down the stairs "Are you okay?"
Trying to catch my breath I say "yes,I think so...would you mind helping your sister with her room while you are done with yours?"
"Of course mom" and then she says to Stacey "Cece go upstairs,we'll decorate our rooms together"
"Thank you" I whisper to her
"Mom,I'll call dad" she says
"Nope! No necessary...I think it's normal"
"No offence mom but you have screamed way to loud to be okay" she says calmly "I'll go get dad".
I hope my baby doesn't want to come this early because I'm actually terrified at the thought.
"DAMN IT" I say throwing a pillow on the floor as a contraction hits me again and now I'm panicking.
"WHAT IS HAPPENING?" Link says in shock
"I...don't now...I'm feeling these...contractions?"
"How many?"
"2 in the last 10 minutes"
"Damn it" he says "I want you to be checked out"
"Is it really necessary to freak out?" I ask
"Amelia,you are 32 weeks and you have a history of preterm labor...I guess we should be a little worried" he says
"STOP" I say and then I start crying "Link...not again...tell me this is not going to happen again..."
"Okay,let's wait her for a sec...here,come" he says sitting with his back on the wall and inviting me between his arms.
Laying between his arms,I feel his hands wrapping my belly "baby,be quiet in there...it's not time to join the tribe yet. Enjoy your mama a little more,okay?" And I relax at his touch and I hear him saying "relax honey,I'm here...you are okay,very much okay".
I don't know how much time has passed but the contractions seems to have stopped so I feel a little better "Link,what about we go home? I don't want to push myself too much"
"Okay darling,I'll go get the kids...wait me here".

Offering his hands to help me standing up he asks me "are you sure you fell better?"
"I think so..." but the minute I stood up a wave of pain makes me bend forward "Crap...no,no,NO" I start sobbing "Link...I think that something bad is happening" and looking in his eyes I see how freaked out he is
"OWEN!" I hear him calling out
A running Owen comes to the room breathless "Amelia! What is happening?" He asks me trying to hug me
"I'm losing my baby...I'M LOSING MY BABY" is the only thing I can say
"Owen,drive the kids home,you can stay over...I'll take her to the hospital" Link says with resolution
"Go,take the keys" Owen gives his car's keys to Link.

The car ride is a nightmare...I feel like my body is tearing apart and I'm losing a copious amount of blood "Link,I'm passing out..." I say weakly
"No,you are not...stay with me,love...keep your eyes open" and I see him looking for his phone and dialing the 911 number "dr. Lincoln,my wife is bleeding,I'm approaching to the Grey's hospital,I want dr Carina Deluca in the pit now,prep 5 units of 0 neg,book an OR and make the best team scrub in just in case. Going to be there in 5 minutes".
"Link...Link...if you'll ever have to choose,baby comes first"
"Amelia...stop talking...none is going to die today!" He looks scared
"LINK! PROMISE ME YOU WILL CHOOSE THE BABY" I almost scream to him "if you really love me,promise you will choose our kid".

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