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It was true, the wait was over since they admitted me to proceed with the touch and check how many centimeters I am doing. Wearing a typical hospital gown, I lie on the bed on my side while he runs his hand along my back to lessen the pain that spreads throughout my spine until it makes my head throb.
—Salvatore, you didn't dress well, your sweatshirt is on backwards.
—Honey, the only thing I was interested in was bringing you to the doctor to find out what to do next.
Fortunately, his brother Dom arrives with a suitcase and greets me, he leaves to stay with Gin in the waiting room and I see that Salvatore is dressed perfectly with no seams in sight. She fixes her hair, walks over to my stretcher and kisses my forehead.
—Does it hurt a lot, principessa?
—Yes, I feel like I'm breaking into little pieces, I feel like forty trucks are passing over me and I feel like my organs are trying to come out of my vagina.
I snort as another contraction spreads through my body.
—Don't worry, you can ask for an epidural.
—Yes, I will, just give me a few minutes.
—As many as you want, I'll be here.
—Holding my hand?
—Always, until death wants to know us.
He keeps kissing me until I push him away because this one comes harder. After a couple of hours they gave me the epidural, making half of my body numb so I could be more comfortable without screaming at everyone. However, terror overcomes me when they tell me that I have to give birth, it is time and they raise my legs over the footboards of the bed itself so I can open myself and put everything necessary on me.
An oxygen mask covers my face, which worries Salvatore a lot because of all the memories that come to mind. I hold on to their hand and feel them digging between my legs to be able to verify that everything is going perfectly and that we don't have any risk. My doctor covers her hands with gloves, gives me a quick glance and smiles at me to encourage me.
—Well, are you ready?
-Yeah.
-No. —I turn to see Salvatore—. You're not pulling a baby out of your vagina, you fool!
—Okay, sorry, I got excited.
I take several breaths and then feel the contraction coming and that's when I prepare to push. The sweat runs down my forehead, the pearls slide down my cheeks and the veins in my neck pop out when I push so hard that I feel like they are really breaking me in half. I fall back into bed, breathe, and the doctor is ready for the next contraction.
—Sir, be prepared because after contact with the belly it will cut the cord.
"Okay," he turns to look at me, "come on, you can do it, love."
I push again, I scream and a vein protrudes from my forehead to start throbbing from the force I put into this. I cling to Salvatore's hand as he tries to contain the pain that I leave on the hand that I crush with gusto. A few minutes later the loud cry of a baby spreads throughout the room and when they put it against my belly I did not hesitate to burst out crying because this only meant that I had made it.
Salvatore presses his forehead to mine, kisses my cheek and then goes to the doctors so he can cut the cord. They treat me for a few good minutes, when they leave me ready and the room begins to empty I take my baby in my arms who has fallen asleep and has very pink lips.
—Do not hesitate to call if you have any problem with the mother or the baby.
-Thank you.
We say goodbye to the doctor, Salvatore sits next to me and our gazes connect, transmitting the same emotion from body to body: joy.
—Our baby just arrived, he's so cute.
—It's pink, did I make you a pink baby?
"It's because he was just born, silly," I push him. I know very well that he is joking. Take his little hand.
He puts a finger close to our little one's hand and he immediately closes it over his father's finger. Salvatore becomes sensitive without realizing it until he kisses me and hides his face in my neck.
