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“Thank fuck! Get this spawn of Satan out of me. Now!” she blasts as her head rolls to the side.

“No, seriously, Chris… you are the fucking Devil to do this to me again,” she snaps.

“Remember, you were the one who wanted another child,” I retort.

Shit! Big mistake!

“Shut the fuck up, you fucking asshole! Who asked you anyway?”

I hold back my laugh. It’s not worth antagonizing Sarah any more than I already have.

“Okay, Sarah, you’re at ten centimeters. We’re ready to push. We might need to break your water seeing as it won’t break on its own,” she informs us, and Sarah suddenly looks panicked.

“Hey, I’m here. I know you can do this,” I tell Sarah while I watch a tear form in her eye.

I caress her cheek as the obstetrician steps in. “Sarah, it’s go time. We’re just going to break your water and then we can start to push. How does that sound?”

“Sounds fucking awful, and to be honest, I don’t really want to do it,” she admits.

“Well, my dear, you don’t have much of a choice,” the obstetrician replies with a smirk.

Fuck, this is really happening!

I feel like I’m about to lose my shit.

My heart races in my chest, and I am nervous as hell.

I’m concentrating on Sarah’s face because she looks terrified. I fucking hate seeing her like this—my strong, feisty girl looks scared.

Another contraction hits right as the obstetrician’s about to break her water.

“I hate you right now, Chris,” she yells.

I feel helpless like there’s nothing I can do to help her.

“I know, babe. I hate me, too,” I mumble.

“Oh, shut up, you pussy… stop feeling sorry for yourself. Man, I need to wee,?

?? she blurts out, and then a gush of liquid sprays out, and it’s like the freaking exorcist just went off in here.

“That was your water breaking. Looks like I won’t need to do it after all. So, Sarah… you ready to push?” he questions.

Sarah nods her head as I inadvertently shake mine.

I’m so not ready for this.

“Okay, deep breath and push,” the doctor instructs.

“Keep going, you’re doing so well,” I whisper in her ear.

“Aaand relax,” the doctor says when she stops pushing and exhales loudly. “Well done, Sarah.”

She lies back on the bed and closes her eyes.

I fucking hate this!

It’s such a long waiting game—I’m beyond tired, and Sarah looks about ready to give up.

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