You waddled around your house, picking up after your husband. You hated to see anything misplaced or out of order. At that time in your pregnancy, you were starting your nesting stage. Everyone went through it, it was pretty common. Liam, your husband watched you with a look of amusement on his face. You ignored him and continued about your business, until you felt something warm gush down your legs. Your face scrunched in shock as you realized it was your water. Instead of informing your husband what was going on, you got a mop and started cleaning the pool of water. You smile in satisfaction at how clean the floor look. Some people liked to tease you and called you a crazy neat freak, but you rather be clean then dirty. You glance at Liam who now stood in the kitchen, most likely making you something to eat. You put the mop away and waddled like a penguin to the bathroom. You stripped out of your clothes and turned on the water. Once the shower was warm enough you stepped under the shower head, washing up. You winced slightly as you started to feel some contractions. You let the water run down your baby bump, soothing it a bit.
"Hey babe, how you feeling?" Liam asked walking into the bathroom. You looked up at him feeling guilty for not telling him.
"My water broke." You admitted. Liam immediately jumped up, panicking.
"Oh god, oh god, should I call the midwife?" He asked frantically. You shook your head, rubbing your swollen abdomen.
"The contractions aren't strong right now. We could call her in when they are closer apart."
5 hours later....
"Ahhh! I can't do this! I can't" You cried as beads of sweat formed across your forehead. Liam wiped it away placing a kiss on your cheeks.
"Yes, you can baby girl. Just keep pushing." He encouraged you. Your midwife nodded in agreement as she sat in front of you, ready for the arrival of the baby. With Liam being famous, you guys wanted to keep the birth private. The solution to that was having a home birth.
"I feel like I'm birthing a watermelon. It's because of your big head Liam!" You yelped as your lower half started to burn. Liam ignored all the insults you threw his way. He knew it was the pain talking.
"The baby's head is crowning. Give me two good pushes, y/n." The midwife instructed. You nodded, taking in a deep breath and pushed down with all your might. You stopped pushing and took in another breath.
"Good, that's it. Keep going." The midwife spoke as you pushed down again. Soon you felt something slip out and all the pain was gone.
" I did it!" You cried as your newborn child soon began to cry along with you. Liam wiped his eyes as he looked down at the baby. He was now a father. This was an incredible moment. The midwife instructed Liam on how to cut the umbilical cord. He did it correctly. Once that was done, she cleaned up the baby and handed it to you. You peaked under the blanket to see the baby's gender.
"A boy." You grinned as Liam nodded proudly. He kissed your lips before taking the infant from you. "What should we name him?"
"Leo Jonah Payne."
"Perfect." You smiled watching the father and son bond forming before your eyes.
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