Still only four centimeters dilated. Uncontrolled emotions. Yelling, ‘forget the baby, just get me out.’
A doctor treating me like an adult. Telling me not to fight the contractions. Giving me a sedative.
Dilating fast. Tying up loose ends at work, ‘don’t call back, I’m in labour.’
Waters being broken. Calling the father, ‘Chuck that tea. Come right now.’
Being asked if I wanted to wait for my gynec. Replying, ‘if you think I am ready, I am.’
Pushing once, twice, thrice. Baby sliding out. We make a great team, he and I.
He just needs a name.
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