Chapter 194: Little Jack
Chapter 194: Little Jack
Alisha
There is a saying that pregnant women glow, they say that pregnant women have a certain light that they carry. Yes, well that was all crap, at least for me. There was no glow, maybe for the first three months of my pregnancy but now, I am just this big and swollen whale. I hated how I felt, my ankles weren't even mine anymore, they were cankles because they were so swollen. My back hurt so bad all the time from carrying the weight of the baby. He had dropped about two weeks ago and I knew that at any moment he could decide to come, I just had to be ready. I would be lying if I said I wasn't the slightest nervous.
Jack had been so good with me, he had put up with some much and I loved him for it. He would rub my feet when I was tired and he would make sure to prepare something for me if I woke up in the middle of the craving for something.
The past two months hadn't been the best for me, baby boy has been causing me a lot of stress. I was instructed to go on bed rest till my due date which is in three weeks. I loved it when he kicked, except when it was in the middle of the night and he decided that it would be the perfect time to have a boxing match in my womb. He is always more active at night much like his father but during the day, he is quieter. I rubbed my stomach lovingly as I sat on the couch, I had been taking in so much trash on the television and it was crazy. I had nothing to do, I was bored out of my mind.
I couldn't even go and visit Elena because I wasn't allowed to move very far and she was bedridden as well. When I heard that she had been attacked by Nicholas, I knew I needed to see her but I had to settle for virtual calls. Reaching into my bowl, I went to grab some popcorn but when my hand came out empty, I looked down and saw that the bowl was empty. I guess it was time for a refill. I stood up but as I struggled to my feet, I felt this gush of liquid come from my legs.
"What the……"
I looked down and saw that my pants were soaked and there was liquid on the floor. Was that what I thought it was? I dropped the empty bowl and caressed my big stomach, I think my water just broke but it wasn't due to time yet. He still has a few more weeks of cooking to do in there, he couldn't come out yet. Then I felt the pain double over, trying to breach through it, I guess I was in labor. I was surprised that the panic didn't immediately set into my bones.
I looked to my side and found my phone on the end table, I dialed the one number I needed to. He answered on the first ring, I didn't bother saying hello either because this was a matter of urgency.
"My water broke, Jack. The baby is coming." I looked down at the little puddle I had created.
"The baby is coming and I think he is coming quickly. I can feel the contraction but I don't know how far apart it is."
I was talking so fast that I didn't even fully get what I was saying. Liam had said that we could expect him to pop out at any given time but I didn't think he would.
"Okay, I am on my way. Just sit down and relax and I will……"
"Relax? What do you mean by relax? I can't relax, our baby is on his way. I will grab the baby bag and wait for you by the porch. Just drive safe but get here quickly, I am not delivering our son on the floor of our house."
I didn't wait for him to respond, I just hung up the call and waddled my way to the little closet I had put my hospital bag in. I had packed this only a week ago and didn't think I would be touching it soon but just like his father, the little man was too eager. I grabbed the bag and waddled back to the living room. I went to sit on my yoga ball and as soon as I bounced on the ball, I grabbed my phone and called Elena and Doris, I informed them that I was in labor now. I threw the phone back onto the couch and started timing my contractions.
It felt like a lifetime before Jack finally made it, he was just as I expected him to be, he was frantic and all over the place. Usually, Jack was a very cool and collected person but when it came to our baby, he was always on edge.
We got out of our house and made out to the hospital. While in the car, he was encouraging me to breathe but I didn't need breathing techniques, I just wanted this baby out of me. I had loved and cared for him for months and now I am ready to meet him. I wanted to hold him and I wanted to finally settle the debate on who he looked like. Would he look like me or would he look like his father? Would he take on the appearance of one of our parents? All I knew was that as long as he was healthy, I would be happy.
We got to the hospital in record time and it was showtime. I was hooked up to a different machine that monitored my vital signs. I wanted to do this as naturally as possible, I didn't want any drugs and I certainly didn't want surgery. I wanted to power through it like a boss.
I had been in labor for three hours and when my birthing assistant came into the room and checked how long, she smiled at me and looked at Jack. Then I knew that it was time. I turned my head to my husband, falling into the pillow, I was scared. I had seen so many videos and read so many books, I thought I had prepared myself enough but now that I am here, I am scared. He kissed my lips gently before grabbing my hand.
"You have got this, Ali. You are the strongest woman I know, now bring our son into the world."
With his words of encouragement, I nodded and looked to the nurse who had readied herself at the end of the bed. My legs were propped up and I moved up on the bed a little bit.
"Alisha, I am going to need you to push now. One, two, three.. push!"
And so I did, the pain was like no other thing I had ever experienced. I pushed for what felt like hours but I was told I had only pushed for about twenty minutes which apparently was quite good. Pushing was like going through a full workout, hair stuck to my forehead as the sweat beaded it. It was an experience that I would think twice about reliving. At that, I had cussed out my husband so many times and I was sure that the nurses felt sorry for the poor guy but Jack took it all like a champ. He knew that it was the pain talking, he held my hand and whispered encouragement into my ears.
I pushed one last time and then I heard him, his shrill cry rang throughout the entire room. My head fell back onto the pillow as the nurse pulled him out and laid him on my chest. He was slimy and covered in all kinds of grunk and he couldn't have been more cute. The feeling of unconditional love just filled my chest and then it was suddenly worth it.
"Hello little one," I greeted him.
"Hello, Nelly. I am your mother."
I looked at my husband who was staring down at our son with so much love in his eyes, I was complete. This is my whole world in front of me and I knew that it was more than enough to keep me going in this world. What more could I have asked for.
"Well done, sweetheart." He kissed my head while his hand caressed our son's face.
"We created an angel, Jack. We created our own little piece of heaven on earth."
His cries had quieted and he was now sleeping. The nurses had to take him after a while to make sure that all of his vitals were good but once he was clean, he would be back in my arms where I never wanted him to leave.
They were right about that maternal instinct kicking in the right way. I had this urge to protect him from all that was wrong in the world. He is perfect in every sense of the word.
The pain was horrible and excruciating but I would do it all over again to get Nelly. I would go through hell for my child and I wouldn't think twice about it.
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