Epilogue
Ella
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Breath Ella. Just breath.
My body slowly in pain as I ride another wave of contractions. Currently sitting within my hospital room as I wait on my doctor to arrive. My husbands currently not present. Reece and Dylan both on their way from the Office while Caleb was stuck in traffic.
Caleb having caught the first flight home once he learned I was going into active labor. A part of me worried that my men wouldn’t be present for this delivery unlike the others made me suddenly nauseous.
Six years passing and my men always present for each one.
Another wave of contractions hitting as I think back to over the years. My first set of twins a blessing. Elijah and Faye both now six while my triplets were now five.
A chuckle rising at the thought of my boys. Having learned that I was pregnant a month after our honeymoon left my heart feeling full as we were expecting our first set of triplets. All of them boys.
Boys in which we named Jake, Davon and Andrew. Drew for short. Our family complete or so we thought when I became pregnant again and with twins. Twin girls to be precise. Because not even a year into our triplets being born and we were blessed yet again. Girls who we named Lillie and Kallie. Our girls just turning 4 this past month.
Our family growing. Our family sitting with four boys and three girls. An odd number to have but roughly 2 years later and I was pregnant for a fourth time and this time with another round of triplets. All of them girls.
Girls in which we named Taylor, Avery and Riley. Girls who were beginning to dominate the family. The girls leading 6 to 4. But even with the odd mix in numbers my husband’s always showered our children with lots of love.
A love that was equally shared among our family. Our girls now two. Yet, while I did love having a big family God must have had other plans for me because he decided I needed more. And by more I mean another set of twins.
A Christmas Miracle as you will because we never saw it coming. Not until I fainted during a family gathering and wound up waking up in a hospital room with looks of concern as my doctor congratulated me yet again.
“Congratulations Ella. Your pregnant. With twins.”
Needless to say my mouth literally dropped. Me pregnant? Again? Oh dear lord. Reece, Dylan and Caleb all over the moon when learning we were adding to our already huge family. Which leads me to where I was today. My body in active labor with our twins and my husband’s MIA.
And the only person I had was Kris.
Kris and her men always there when we needed them yet smart when it came down to having kids. Kris only giving birth to triplets her first time around. A surprise all on their own. Grant having fathered Greyson and Hayden fathering Elias and Jude.
Each one of them boys. And unlike my men, Grant and Hayden didn’t see a need to keep procreating with Kris.
Their boys six as well since Kris was obviously pregnant prior to me birthing Elijah and Faye. Kris and her men pausing on having more while I on the other hand kept having twins or triplets. Reece and his brothers all full of super sperm.
Contractions soon hitting harder. My breathing no longer helping as Kris continued to hold my hand. Her belly round with their second set of triplets. Kris currently 26 weeks along.
“Easy girl, it’ll be over soon.”
“Says you. You’re not in active labor right now”
“No, but I know you Ella. You’re a master at this. And soon your beautiful twins will both be born.”
Humming at the thought I can’t help but agree. My body a pro at what to do. The door to my room soon opening which catches my attention. My doctor quick to walk in. Panic rising at knowing what was about to happen.
“WAIT!” I cry. “My husband’s aren’t here yet.”
Ignoring my words does my doctor continue to check my cervix. Her hand feeling me down below as she continued to monitor me and my babies.
“And your fully dilated. These babies are coming, and you need to push them out.”
“But…”
“No Ella. PUSH”
My mind now blanking as my doctor positions herself along my legs. Nurses all moving into position as Kris continued to stand by my side. Her hand holding mine as I finally push.
My voice echoing along the room as I scream. My doctor preparing for the first child to come. The first child out within seconds and without any trouble. My doctor quick in catching his body before speaking.
“It’s a little boy.”
Sobs rising as I’m only given a small reprieve. My doctor working on the cord before passing him off to a nurse who works on doing the rest. My child screaming as he takes his first breath.
“Okay Ella. Last push. I can already see the head of the second baby. One big push and you’ll be done.”
Quick to nod my head I prepare to give her one big final push. My body already tired from all the pain I endured to get to where I was. A part of me ready to be done with having children.
“Okay Ella. On the count of three. One. Two. Three. PUSH”
Screaming with all of my might I move to give her everything I have. My body officially spent as I shove out my last child. My doctor doing her thing before telling me the gender of baby number two.
“Nice work Ella. It’s another boy. Twin baby boys.”
Smiling at the words do I tell the nurse the names. Isaiah Knight and Marcus Knight. My body officially tired as I allow myself to relax. My babies all here safe and sound as I allow myself a brief moment of rest.
Kris just smiling as she whispers. “You did awesome Ella. Rest, you deserve it. I’ll make sure to the others.”
Yawning at her words do I allow myself to sleep. Kris leaving the room just long enough to tell those within the waiting room. Reece, Dylan and Caleb all smiling from ear to ear when arriving last minute to the hospital area.
Having missed the birth of their sons by a fracture of a second that the three of them waited until I was done. Each of them happy that everything went smoothly as we all had a lifetime to just sit back and enjoy.
The End
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