The Man Is Mine| 18+

Chapter One: Birth

August 28th 1990

"Sigue empujando mi amor! Ya el va a salir!!" (Keep pushing my love he's almost out) My mom screamed.
With all the force, strength and passion I had in me I pushed... hard

"I see his head! Keep pushing honey your bundle of joy is almost out!" A nurse said.
"AHHHHHHHHH' OH MY FFFUCKING GOD MY VAGINA IS BREAKINGGGG!!
It was the most excruciating pain I've ever felt in my entire life. It's the pain that women have to go through to bring life, and what's more beautiful than life? "¡MAMI ME DUELE MUCHO NO PUEDO MAS!" (Mom it hurts a lot I can't take it anymore) I cried.
I was sweating profusely and howling in pain, I swear I felt like I was being eaten alive.
"DOCTOR PLEASE GIVE ME THAT EPIDURAL NOW!!!!!!"

"Abrielle I know your in pain but we don't have time to do that right now! There is NOTHING stopping that baby from coming" She said.

"PLEASE PLEASE TAKE THIS PAIN AWAY I CAN'T EVEN TAKE IT ANYMORE I FEEL LIKE IM GONNA FUCKING DIEEEE!!!"

"Yo se que te duele ahora princesa pero cuando le veas esa carita a tu bebé, más nada en este mundo te importará" (I know it hurts now princess but when you see your baby's face nothing in this world will ever matter to you anymore)My mom said sweetly. She was drying up my forehead, holding my hand and rubbing my belly.

All I wanted was to have my son.  I wanted this nightmare to end so that I could have him in my arms! It's been a long 9 months and you wouldn't believe everything I had to go through, and trust me there's a lot you need to know about me so please keep reading. I have to tell you my story.
Just one more big push and...

"!EL ESTÁ AQUÍ AHORA MI AMOR! QUE BELLO ESTÁ!!" ( He's here my love he is such a beautiful baby) My mom cried. I've never seen my mom cry that much since I graduated high school which was a surprise to me but that didn't matter. Nothing mattered at this moment in time except my son. My beautiful son who I'd just brought into this cruel, cruel, cruel harsh world.
"Who's cutting the cord?" The doctor politely asked.
"I ammm!" My mom cried with her beautiful cuban accent.
Aimee my mom,
I was lucky to have her. My beautiful sweet amazing supporting mom.
Seeing my mom cut the cord brought nothing but joy to me, nothing but happiness to me because she has been nothing but a blessing ever since I found out I was pregnant, I'll tell you that story later let me tell you about my son.
Soon after all the nurses cleaned him up they had brought him to me wrapped in a cute blue blanket that had ducklings all over it. My heart was melting as soon I saw my baby's face it was like God had walked out of heaven and brought him to me as a gift. He was the light that I needed, my missing piece of the puzzle was my son. Tears streamed down my cheeks because I was memorized by son's little face he was the only thing I cared about at this moment. My mom was right... nothing mattered anymore and all my problems went away everything that was bad in my life just completely disappeared. I've never known true real love till I had my son, Thomas.

"What's the baby's name"? A nurse asked.

"His name is Thomas Joe Bruzon" I whispered to her

"What a beautiful name for a beautiful baby boy" She whispered.

"Thank you" I whispered

Thomas started to whimper a little and then he started to cry, I immediately pulled out my boob and started to feed him. My poor boobs we're in so much pain  and they we're leaking so bad but it was totally worth it. All for my beautiful son, my baby Thomas.

I nursed Tommy for about fifteen minutes till he was finally fast asleep. God he was such an easy baby

"¿Lo puedo calgar mi amor? (Can I hold him?) My mom whispered
When I handed him  to her she busted out crying again it was like she was in a novela or something! It was so cute.

Thomas was asleep and then my mom fell asleep in the chair next to me it was literally the first time in days I had seen her sleep because so far all she had been doing was helping me with my pregnancy. Something Evan wasn't doing since he found out I was pregnant
If you're wondering who Evan is...
He's my horrible ex boyfriend who got me pregnant. An abusive, manipulating, disgusting, piece of shit who has done nothing but hurt me. I haven't seen his dumb self in over a year. When I told him I was pregnant he packed his shit and left me on my own knowing I was pregnant. But who needs him anyway? My family has been a great help to me and so far I've been doing perfectly fine on my own with their support and love. That's all I need and yes I know you're probably thinking
Abrielle why are you having sex without protection?!
To answer your question... I don't fucking know but because of that I now have my son and I don't regret it one bit.

My son might grow up without a real father but at least he'll have me, he won't ever lack anything especially love, because like a wise man said "To give someone a piece of your heart, is worth more than all the wealth in the world" That was said by the man of my dreams.

Michael Jackson
A man what I will most definitely marry one day... at least I hope so!

Get out of your head Birdy that's never going to happen.