I gasp for breath, my body weighed down by the overwhelming agony. With the support of my mom, dad, and boyfriend, I push forward, step by step, towards the door.
It's time- the arrival of our babies is imminent. Just seven minutes ago, my water broke, signaling the readiness of our twin girls.
Yes, you heard it right—we're expecting girls, and the excitement shared by Josh and me knows no bounds.
Josh had flown in from New York a month ago, diligently attending his online courses, while Abby and Declan made sure to join us two weeks later.
Although Jessie couldn't be here physically, he constantly FaceTimes me to be part of this journey.
With their helping hands, I navigate into the car, my body trembling from the relentless contractions. I close my eyes, surrendering to the waves of pain, tightly gripping Josh's hand as he reciprocates the gesture.
"Stay strong, baby," he whispers, his voice filled with determination. "Drive faster, Abby!"
"I'm doing my best, Josh! I don't want us to crash, you know," Abby retorts, rolling her eyes.
If it weren't for the searing pain, their playful banter would have brought a smile to my face.
I glance at my parents, their hands fidgeting restlessly, their gaze fixed ahead.
I can sense the whirlwind of emotions they must be experiencing deep inside .
My mom swiftly retrieves her phone from her pocket and dials a number. "Mom, it's time. Annabelle is about to give birth." A brief pause ensues, and then she responds, "Okay, try to visit as soon as possible."
Unfortunately, my grandparents are in Washington, so it's unlikely they'll arrive in time.
Another agonizing contraction surges through me, causing me to cry out while squeezing Josh's hand tightly.
"We're here," he announces.
Everyone swiftly opens their car doors, stepping out and assisting me in exiting the vehicle.
In a hurry, we rush into the hospital, our urgency demanding attention. "We need a doctor!" Josh's voice reverberates through the hall, catching the attention of a nearby physician.
They promptly rush over with a wheelchair, helping me into it as we commence our journey towards a room.
Josh stands beside me, steadfastly holding my hand.
As we burst through the door, the doctor swiftly guides me onto the bed, ready to provide the necessary assistance.
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It's been three hours and the doctors just got in my room.
"Are you having any more contractions?" A female doctor asks and I nod. "From a scale from one to ten?"
"A seven," she nods and gets her glubs and going before me.
"It's time to push at your next contraction okay?" I nod, grabbing Josh's hand.
I feel a contraction and I push, crying and squeezing Josh's hand.
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"I see her head! Push!" I bear down, biting down on my bottom lip in a mix of determination and pain.
One of the girls has already made her entrance, and now I must summon the strength to bring the second one into the world.
With all my might, I push once more, letting out a wail. "She's here!" The room erupts with joyful cries after a few seconds, sweat pouring from my exhausted face as I sink back, utterly drained from the exertion of pushing.
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