It comes and goes

forty-seven

Camila's POV

Somewhere inside me, I knew the baby was coming. I had some irregular cramping every other day, nothing too painful just yet, but I knew it was happening soon. That's why I needed Shawn with me and not locked in a room. He had been truthful to his word and spent less time in there. I had already thought of turning that room in our baby's nursery, but since he was there all the time, I thought we could just put the crib in our room for a while and give Shawn the space he needed. I never thought he had made another of my dreams come true.

When my water broke, a nice old lady, one of our neighbors, helped me get back home. Shawn was running around getting the bag ready to leave for the hospital. He was on a frenzy and I couldn't blame him, it was scaring and exciting in equal parts. As I could, I took a shower and changed into dry clothes.

"Babe, take the phone changers", I said before we turned to the door and walked to the car.

"Right", he said turning on his heels and runnin back into our bedroom.

Shawn barely spoke on the ride to the hospital, his eyes were fixed on the road ahead, but his hand was tighly wrapped around mine.

Two blocks away from the hospital I had what I thought it was going to be the worst contraction ever, then I realized I was so wrong.

We made it to the hospital through the emergency entrance. We knew what we had to do and say, we had planned this part with doctor Hollis. I was admitted into a private room in a couple of minutes, changed into a gown and they checked my vitals and my cervical progress. Shawn finally took a deep breathe when we were left alone.

"Oh shit... we're having our baby", he said under his breath and I was about to laugh at his incredulity when another contraction hit me and I curled in pain.

I think Shawn tried to hold my hand but in the moment the pain was roaming around my body, I didn't want anything from anyone, so apparently I slapped his hand away. The contractions were so excruciating that I couldn't think clearly.

I saw the worry on his eyes when I finally breath a bit more calmly again.

"I'm sorry", he said as it was his fault.

I didn't want to speak so I just took the hand I had hit and kissed the back of it.

I was four centimeters dilatated and that was not enough yet. Dr. Hollis was on her way to the hospital but it could take awhile before she could make it, a nurse said. I didn't know what the problem was but they assured me she was going to be here for when it was time to push.

"Your parents are here", Shawn told me after checking his phone. "Do you want to see them?"

I nodded and he went out to get my family. I started to tear up and ugly cry when I saw my mom. It suddenly hit me that I was going to be a mom too and I didn't know if I was actually ready. I was tired, frustrated and weak from the few contractions I had had so we didn't talk much and I really didn't want anyone around so after a few minutes they went out to wait outside again. I was so grateful for my family and how they were respecting my pain-driven decisions.

"I'm sorry but I think you'll be my only punching bag", I told Shawn and he laughed softly.

"I can take it", he grinned.

The contractions weren't so close to each other but damn they hurt. I knew I had to wait to get the epidural so it wouldn't have more side effects on me and I breathed to the pain as much as I could. When it was finally time, the nurse told me the anesthesiologist was busy at the time and would have to wait. I wanted to scream, but I didn't have the energy to do so.