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This is ridiculous!
“I can’t… I can’t do this anymore,” Sarah cries and then starts to sob uncontrollably flopping back on the bed. She is shaking her head from side to side, she’s beyond exhausted.
“Babe, just a little more, that’s all we need,” I try to reassure her, but it doesn’t work.
“No, I can’t. Just cut it out of me. I can’t do this anymore. Please! I just want to sleep,” she begs.
“I’m sorry, Sarah, the baby is in position, and it’s too late for a Caesarian. You’re going to have to push, and the longer you wait, the worse it is for your baby,” the obstetrician states.
“I can’t, Chris… I can’t,” she sobs.
I take both my hands and place them either side of her face and look her straight in her beautiful eyes. “Sarah, I know… I know you’re exhausted, but you have to keep going for the sake of our baby. It needs to come out so we can meet him or her. Plus, the quicker you get this done, the quicker it will be over. I love you, Sarah, and I know you can do this,” I tell her.
She sniffles and nods her head.
“Okay, we ready to go?” the obstetrician asks. We both nod. “Right, Sarah, push,” he instructs.
I fucking love my wife.
“Okay, I can see your baby’s head, Sarah, keep going,” the doctor orders.
It’s like all my tiredness and fear dissipates, and excitement starts to take over.
Our baby’s nearly here!
I keep hold of her hand but move down a little so I can see what’s going on.
Fucking hell! What the hell is that! Damn, I should never have looked!
That’s disgusting, and yet somehow, I can’t seem to look away. It’s a train wreck down there.
Then all of a sudden, I see our baby’s head.
A sudden wave of emotion hits me, and for some pathetic reason, I’m crying. I wipe the tears from my cheeks with the back of my free hand and look down at Sarah. I am in awe of her bringing our baby into this world. I don’t think I could love her any more than I do right now.
“Sarah, one more push. A really big one. Okay? Let’s meet your baby,” the obstetrician announces.
I hold her hand tightly, and she groans, then pushes.
Our baby slides out, and my heart floods with undeniable love at first sight.
At a quick glance—ten fingers, ten toes.
My heart thuds, and I’m breathing so quickly as I take in the sight of the perfect little thing as they do what they need to do. I look down at Sarah, who’s laying back on the bed exhausted. I lean over and kiss her.
“It’s a girl,” the doctor announces.
Sarah smiles through her tears.
I kiss her again, then run my hand through her hair. “I’m so proud of you. We made a girl,” I beam, and I can’t help the tears that fall from my eyes.
I’m so happy that Sarah got the girl she always wanted.
“She’s a girl,” Sarah reiterates like she doesn’t believe it.
“Dad… you want to cut the cord?” the obstetrician asks.
Smiling, I can’t help but look at Sarah with so much love and admiration. When she nods, I snap out of it and walk to the end of the bed and see my girl fully for the first time. An undeniable, unconditional feeling of love and adoration wash over me. She is stunning. The obstetrician hands me the scissors and shows me where to cut, and then our little girl is taken to Sarah and placed on her chest. Sarah starts crying again, and I move my free hand to our baby’s face and caress it.
