Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 97195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
My midwife came into the room at that moment. “Alright, Ally, I’m going to take a look, okay? If I can’t safely deliver your baby girl like this, then we’re going to immediately get you prepped for a c-section, okay?”
“What happens then?” I asked her, my voice trembling. We hadn’t discussed a c-section because the baby had been head down ever since I was thirty-two weeks. We didn’t think we would have this problem.
“We’ll give you some anesthesia to numb your belly, and we’re going to have to cut you open to get your little girl out.” I squeezed my eyes shut, my breathing quickening.
“Ally, open your fucking eyes,” Caiden barked. I opened them, locking them on his dark ones. “Breathe. Stop panicking. It’s going to be okay. We’re not leaving your side. C-sections happen all of the time. They’re safe.”
I winced when my midwife began to check me. She pulled back a moment later and looked up at the nurse. “Let them know we need a c-section room prepped immediately. The baby is under a lot of stress. We need to get this done quickly.” She stood up and walked closer to me. “Ally, we’re going to have to do a c-section. All of the contractions are stressing the baby out since you can’t push. I need you to breathe and relax as much as possible, and listen to both Caiden and Christian as they coax you through each contraction, okay? We’re going to get you prepped here in just a few minutes.”
“Okay,” I whispered. I was terrified, but I would get through this. I had to. My baby was relying on me to safely bring her into this world.
She smiled at me. “You’re doing fantastic, Ally. Just breathe.”
She quickly left the room, and I burst into tears.
Christian
A few hours later, I was finally able to hold Taya Faith Greene in my arms. She was the spitting image of her beautiful mother, except she had my extremely dark hair and my nose. And somehow, she ended up with my brother’s more angular jawline.
Caiden slowly opened one eye as I got up to grab her a bottle since it was time to feed her. He was laying on the hospital bed with Ally as she slept, though I knew he hadn’t slept at all.
He wouldn’t—not until Ally wasn’t in so much pain anymore. That was how my brother operated.
“She okay?” he quietly asked.
I nodded. “She just needs to be fed,” I whispered. I grabbed the small bottle of pre-made formula since Ally was still sleeping, and I didn’t want to wake her to breastfeed Taya.
We had decided a few months ago to do a combination of both breastfeeding and formula since Ally was going to be in school. Though she would be doing online schooling until Taya was one, it would still be easier for her than to have to stop doing schoolwork and breastfeed, not to mention, it wouldn’t overwhelm her either.
I walked back around the bed and sighed when I noticed blood on the sheets. “Call for a nurse and wake her up,” I told Caiden. “She’s bleeding through.”
He pressed the button on the bed for a nurse before he gently shook Ally awake. She groaned in protest, her sleepy eyes looking up at him. He softly smiled at her. “Come on, baby. You’re bleeding through. We need to get you cleaned up.”
“Hi, how can I help you?” a woman’s voice came through the little speaker in the bed, making Ally jump in shock.
“We need clean sheets,” Caiden told her, his hand smoothing over Ally’s hair.
“We’ll be there in a moment.”
Caiden got off of the bed and helped ease Ally to her feet. She winced in pain, but the pain medication she was on was keeping most of her pain away so she could at least somewhat walk, though Caiden walked behind her, keeping his hands on her hips to steady her and held support her.
By the time they came back out of the bathroom, the bed sheets had been changed and the nurse was gone out of the room again. Ally was changed into a pair of Caiden’s plain black sweatpants that she had rolled up but riding low on her hips with a belly shirt, her c-section area left open.
“You good, my moon?” I asked her as Caiden helped her back onto the hospital bed.
She winced in pain. “Yeah.” She cringed. “For the most part, anyway.”
Caiden got back on the bed beside her. I stood up and walked over to her with Taya. She beamed, her eyes brightening, that beautiful glow lighting up the fucking room as she held her arms out for our little girl.
Caiden smiled at her. “You’re a beautiful, amazing mother, baby,” he praised.
She beamed at him, her cheeks burning red. She maneuvered Taya under her shirt. Our little girl quickly latched on. I leaned down and smoothed my lips over Ally’s.