Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
I was beat and so was she so we went to bed early that night. I’ve been sleeping rather light these days because I knew her time was close and I didn’t want to miss anything. I felt my
son tightening up in her womb a minute before she jumped up in bed. “Jake.” I was up and getting dressed before she was finished calling my name. “I know baby I felt him.” I helped her
get dressed while clearing my mind of everything but what was at hand. I recited every fucking thing I’d learned in that fucked up class as I put her feet in her shoes. I called the
doctor and then my mom and hers. She hadn’t made a peep so far, in fact she was acting like business as usual as she walked over to her packed bag. “Leave that baby I’ve got it.” I
grabbed her and the bag and took her down the stairs and into the garage where my truck was. Mom, Mindy and Dylan pulled out behind us and followed us to the hospital.
She started breathing heavy and clutching her stomach and I felt my first brush of fear. Don’t lose your shit Summers she needs you for this. I sped through the streets and felt no shame
in using the siren to get through the few late night drivers and pass red lights.
The hospital staff was waiting for us with a chair but I picked her up myself. “Jake…” Shit she was scared which was to be expected. “It’s gonna be fine baby I’m right here.” I have to
say the nurses were on their game. They helped me out a lot when I became all thumbs and couldn’t remember shit that I was supposed to do. She kept a death grip on my hand the whole time
that they were prepping her until it was time to go to delivery.
The doctor was way too chirpy for me while my fucking wife was screaming in pain. Her talk about dilations and centimeters went right the fuck over my head. “You wanna tame it down a
little? She’s in pain telling her how good she’s doing isn’t fucking helping. And why aren’t the drugs working?” I had a long list of grievances as my wife was in stirrups screaming her
lungs out and digging holes in my wrist. The doc pretty much just laughed me off as she went about her business. I kept my eyes on hers whispering to her the whole time, keeping her as
calm as I could. “He’s almost here baby just push for me.” She kept her eyes on mine, sweat running down her face, her hair plastered to her head and she was still the most beautiful
thing I’d ever seen. “I can’t wait to see him at your breast, can’t wait till he takes his first steps.” I kept talking about anything that came to mind just to take her mind off the
pain I was sure she was feeling.
“I see his head, one more big push and we’ll meet your son.” I looked down at the doc’s voice and back to Jacqueline. “Go see him Jake.”
“No I’m not leaving you, now push.” I heard that little scream of outrage and my face broke into the biggest grin. He was raising hell already and he wasn’t even a minute old yet. They
cleaned him up and placed him on her chest and the love just overwhelmed me. My whole world right here. I kissed both their heads and sent up a prayer of thanks for the two of them.
“Thank you precious girl he’s perfect, you’re perfect.”
THE END