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Won’t Go Slowly // 47

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A/N: He is finally here!  Warning: Super emotional birth.  I cried.  I sobbed.  And this is a long ass chapter. 

It hurt.

It hurt, like, a lot.  

And, yes, somehow, you were only 3-4 cm dilated, so you were tasked with walking the halls of the hospital, with your I.V. pole, trying not to flash anyone with a slip of your hospital gown.  

It was awkward, too, because you would be in the middle of a conversation, and had to stop because you were having a contraction and, really, the only thing you could do was shut your eyes and try to breathe.

People kept offering to hold your hand, too, but you didn’t see how that would help.  

“Sorry, you guys,” you said, starting to walk again.  Except, you were really waddling this time.  And now like when Tyler told you you were waddling, but because the baby had dropped so low, you almost felt like he was going to fall out.  Which would, really, help make things easier.

“You’re in labour,” Nicole pointed out, “Don’t apologize for being in labour.”

“I know, I just–” you started, but you didn’t really know how to finish it.  Because you felt excited and frazzled, and anxious, not quite know what to think or do.  But also, really, really struck with the idea that he would be here by this time tomorrow.

You couldn’t wait.

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