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“Cool. Yo, I like you,” he said.
I laughed at him trying to be romantic with me. It was too soon for him to be telling me that he loved me, which is why he said like. You would have thought he did tell me that he loved me, though, from the way I was cheesing from ear to ear.
“I like you too,” I murmured, and then we hung up the phone.
At the hospital
I made it to the hospital right at nine o’clock. I’ll admit that I broke a few traffic laws on my way there because I didn’t want to miss anything. My mom had texted me that Naomi was dilating really fast. She didn’t tell me in the text message to hurry up, but I knew her well enough to know that she had implied it. I ended up just throwing a hoodie on, some matching joggers, and a pair of furry slides on my feet. My hair was thrown up in a bun, and I did a light jog into the hospital because I was so eager to make it to my sister’s room and not miss anything.
Luckily, the line wasn’t long for me to get checked in. Before I knew it, I was heading to the elevators to go to the labor and delivery section of the hospital. They played no games on the labor and delivery floor. My name had to be added to a certain list, and my bag was checked before the security guard who was working the doors actually let me in. With all the crazy things happening in the world, I couldn’t even blame the hospital for taking the proper security measures.
Now, if my sister would have had her baby at Memorial, I would have known just about all the staff. I had privileges at that hospital, and most of my new mothers delivered there. My sister and her husband lived in Boca, which was about thirty minutes from where I lived, so this hospital wasn’t one that I was that familiar with.
Eventually, I was let through the double doors, and I set off in search of my sister’s room. I did a light knock on the door and let myself in. The scene in my sister’s hospital room was exactly like the movies portrayed a woman in excruciating pain as she fought to bring a beautiful life into the world. Naomi was lying on her back with both of her legs in stirrups. Her doctor pretty much had his entire hand up my sister’s vagina, trying to check her.
Naomi cried out in pain.
I won’t even lie; the baby fever that I had earlier today was out the window if this was what it took to bring
life into the world. My mother was on one side of my sister, smoothing her hair down and trying to talk her through all the madness. My brother-in-law, Liam, stood on the other side with napkins in his hands, wiping away the sweat that was forming on my sister’s face. My father, who I was surprised was even in the room, was off to the side.
I walked into the room, and all eyes went on me. I rushed over to Naomi, and although she was in pain and crying her heart out, I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful my sister was. She was really just an older and a bigger version of me. Her long, curly hair that matched mine was sprawled out on the pillows that were behind her. I squeezed myself in front of my mother, so I could make it over to my sister. I leaned down, wiped some of the sweat that had formed on her forehead, and kissed her a couple of times.
“I’m assuming that you were serious when you said that you weren’t going to ask for any pain meds,” was the first thing I told her.
She laughed through her pain as another contraction ripped through her body. There was a monitor on the side of the bed, which was recording her contractions. The one that just passed was a big one. My sister swore that she would do a med-free delivery, and judging by what was taking place right now, she was serious.
“Alright. You’re at ten centimeters. I can literally feel your baby’s head. This doesn’t have to take all day. I just need a few good pushes, and you can be having your victory dinner in less than an hour. You ready, Mom?” the doctor asked my sister.
His name was Doctor Stevenson, and my sister swore that he was the best OBGYN. He was young-looking, probably in his thirties, if I had to guess right off the top of my head. He was really handsome, with his light blue eyes and short, blonde hair. Two nurses were in the room, and they were getting things prepped for when the baby arrived. I still hadn’t said anything to my daddy, although I could feel the heat from his eyes. Nothing was more important to me right now than my sister bringing my nephew into the world, so I would just find out what he was mad about after this was finished.
“Here’s another big contraction, Mom. Just push through it… come on… come on… you got it… you got it,” Dr. Stevenson coached as we counted to ten through my sister’s pushing.
“That was perfect. Do it just like that again, and I promise you that the baby is coming this time,” he said.
I was standing right behind the doctor, wanting to see everything. My sister had another contraction, and I could see it in her face that she was giving it everything she had with this push. Suddenly, I saw the head of my nephew, and my hands immediately went over my mouth. I felt tears well in my eyes because I was witnessing a new life coming into the world.
“Keep pushing… keep pushing,” Dr. Stevenson coached.
Literally, seconds later, a beautiful, slimy-looking baby was ripped out of her. I was crying like I was the one who had just given birth. My mom was crying, my sister, and Liam. I looked over at my father for a second and watched as he removed his glasses and wiped a few tears from his eyes as well. There was nothing more beautiful than the doctor picking my nephew up and placing him on his mother. Seeing the way my sister looked at her son with nothing but adoration in her eyes caused my heart to overflow.
Although I was an emotional wreck, I still managed to pull out my phone and snap a couple pictures of this beautiful moment. Beautiful cries from my nephew filled the room, which I made sure I caught on video.
“My first grandbaby,” my mother said through her sobs.
I walked over to my mom and wrapped my arms around her as she had her moment. This went on for about thirty minutes or so. Everyone calmed down once the nurses took the baby so they could get his weight and everything.
“While they do that, let me have a word with you outside, Normani,” my father came over and said.
I knew this was coming, so I couldn’t even say that I was shocked. Looking at my mother, I questioned her with my eyes about what this could possibly be about. She had the nerve to shrug like she didn’t have a clue, but I knew she did. I stepped out of the hospital room with my father, and he led the way to the lobby area.
I took a seat while he paced in front of me. For about two minutes, he didn’t say anything. Eventually, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and threw it in my lap. It was a video, and I pressed play. I watched two seconds of it. Once I saw what it was, I locked his phone back and tried to hand it back to him, but he tried to shove the phone back in my hands.
It was a video of Billionaire and me from last month when he popped up on me at my job, and we went to lunch. Someone had recorded us when we were kissing in the booth. How much free time did a person have on their hands for them to even record something like that?
“No, don’t hand me the phone back! I want you to go back, look at that video, and see what an embarrassment that are to me and your mother!” he spat.
My father has always had a way with his words, but even this was a little bit different for him.
