50 Shades of Family

Discovery (Part 1)

"Mother!" I grip the counter top and take a deep breath. If Christian doesn't come home soon I will lock my self in our room so he can deal with the kids on his own for once. "Mother!"

"Yes?" I shout back at the adolescent. "Yes Ted, what do you need?"

"Can I have my phone back now?" I roll my eyes and turn to attend to the dinner. Usually Mrs. Taylor would prepare our meals but Christian and I practically forced her, Jason, and Sophie out for a week long family vacation that is well deserved.

"You can take that up with your father." I place the pan in the oven and turn to face the seventeen year old boy.

"He is going to say no." I wonder if this is how whiny I sounded when I was his age.

"Exactly."

"Mom." I look towards the hall and see Phoebe shuffle down the stairs with the fussing infant in her arms. "Julie is making too much noise." I take my baby girl into my arms and bounce her up and down.

"It's okay sweetie, mommy's got you." I coo and rub my nose against her little button nose making her whimpers turn into fits of giggles. Those little signature giggles remind me of the first time I heard her make a sound.

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"They should be coming any second." I squeezed Christian's hand as best I can. My energy has been wasted on trying to battle these contractions for the last fifteen hours of labor. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, Christian's free hand skimms over my forehead then his lips kiss my temple.

Teddy and Phoebe were both born through a C section, so it only made sense to schedule another one for our mystery baby. We agreed not to find out the gender till today.

"I wanna sleep." I complain and roll my eyes to look at my husband.

"I know baby, but you need to stay awake till Blimp Three is here." A soft laugh falls from between my lips at our kid's nicknames. I nod and look up at the ceiling. Just then there is this extreme shock of pain that travels down my spine and to my navel area. I squeeze my eyes shut and crush Christian's hand in mine with all the strength I had.

"Holy shit!" I scream at the same time Christian screams for a nurse, not leaving the bed side. I'm beyond happy Teddy and Phoebe left ten minutes ago. A doctor in green scrubs comes in and pulls a rolling chair to the end of the bed.

"Mrs. Grey, I'm going to have to check and make sure everything is okay." He positions my legs so my knees are up and he can get a look at what's happening. "It's already crowning."

"What?" Christian asks and went to look for himself. I can't think of anything but the pain and the look on Christian's face. If I didn't have a baby exiting my vagina I would probably be laughing at Christian's face. He hasn't seen something like this before, as far as I'm aware of.

"She's having this baby here, right now." I can hear Christian saying something frantic to the doctor but I can't make out the words. Maybe he said: "No. She's supposed to have a C-section." I do hear the doctor reply with: "I'm sorry Mr. Grey but it's too late." Shit.

Next thing I know Christian is back at my side and there is a room full of three nurses and a doctor. The doctor instructs me to do this and that. I can hear Christian's voice telling me "everything as going to be okay" "You doing so well baby" "I love you so much Anastasia". Everything else is a blur.

"You have a baby girl." The doctor announces. Once my breathing calms I look down as he places the weight down on my chest. A girl.

"We have a girl." Christian whispers. He moves my hair off my forehead and kisses my lips, but my eyes stay on the quiet baby. I'm speechless, mostly because I'm in pain and tiered and I am beyond shocked. She already has a full head of hair, a first of the three. I move the hair away from her closed eyes and a small, awkward, toothless grin pops up on to her face.