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Pregnancy Series | Birth Classes

Pregnancy schedule:36 Weeks Pregnant

Luke:

Your head rested against Luke’s shoulder in a very tired manor, youreyes switching between being open and closed. A silent yawn escaping your lipsas you tried to keep your eyes open, looking up at the birth teacher rambling. These classes had started to get on your nerves to say at least, getting the same information every time you guys would be here and the judgmental looks from the other future parents were not making the situation any better. It wasn’t like they were judging you and Luke for being a none couple expecting a child, they didn’t know, but what they were judging on was how young you guys were and it disgusted you. And not to mention that they had recognized Luke just as soon as you guys arrived into the birth class for the first time, knowing that he was in a worldwide famous band and travelling his ass out.  Even though you and Luke had the age you guys had, it shouldn’t have any impact on your parenting skills. You guys did your very best for this unborn child and nobody should ever deny that. Doodles had appeared around on the notebook that was placed on top of your belly, Luke looking down at it before chuckling, ”You know, you were supposed to take notes, right?” He smirked down at and only earned a poke in the cheek with the pencil you had in your hand before you looked back up at the teacher, to you this was just a flashback to high school and it wasn’t getting any better. Luke was actually showing so much interest for this subject that it was surprising you. He was so encouraged to hear every detail the teacher said, and he didn’t even cross his eyes the last class where you guys had been forced to watch a C-section, it didn’t seem to bug him. He even did as the teacher said when she had pointed him out from the fathers, wanting him to come up and join her to try out how to put on a diaper on one of those plastic babies and he did it without any bug and a smile on his lips. It warmed your heart more than anything to know that he wasn’t one of those types that would be freaked out by it, but just showing courage and interest, wanting to be a fully part of this as a father. Shaking the thoughts out of your head, you started to listen back to the conversation and that was when it hit you. So many information that should be written down and so many things that you guys had to remember in your heads and it was for sure that Luke wouldn’t be the one to remember it all with song lyrics, guitar playing and management to think about as well, and not to mention yourself with your career. How would you guys fit all of these baby things into your schedule of life? What if the baby hated you guys? What if the government took the child away from you guys because of bad parenting? And what if you and Luke ended up hating each other and acting like a being divorced? But you guys were never a couple at any point. With the all information and new thoughts being thrown into your faces with these less weeks back before the birth was a clear panic to you and it was clear on your face and features. There were so many things that you actually had under control and prepared, but because everything had happened in such a rush you had forgot all about the fact that this was actually real. In less than 3 weeks, you would be pressing out a living miracle that would be stuck to your life for 18+ years, dependent on you taking care of it, and it scared the shit out of you. Luke looked over from the teacher to look down at you and it took him less than a split second for him to notice your vulnerable stage, but what could he do? He had no clue so he did as he always did when you were in panic and that was to reach his arms out to wrap them around your body and embrace you into him, showing that as long as you guys would be together, nothing bad would happen because you had each other. It was something Luke could repeat in his head forever and had promised to himself that it would always be like that. Together.

Calum:

”… And we’re expecting a girl.” The couple that was sat next to you and Calum on the floor explained out to every other new coming parent at this class, people nodding their heads and smiling. ”And I haven’t felt someone unusual, it’s basically only kicks.” ”Good.” The teacher said and nodded her head, looking over at you and Calum. ”And you guys?” Calum cleared his throat and shifted in his seat, ”I’m Calum, and this is my fiancée Y/N and we’re expecting a baby boy.” Cal introduced which made others smile in awe, the teacher nodding her head. ”And have you been feeling something odd or experienced something different in your pregnancy?” You chewed on your bottom lip in thought before nodding, ”The only thing I’ve experienced is Braxton hicks which has been going on for quite a while now, which is the mainly reason why we’re here.” You explained which made the teacher nod in understanding, ”A good thing you guys came to this class then, we’ll start now then.” You and Calum moved around to look up at the teacher in a better view, all the incoming parents looking up at her. This was actually your first birth class so this was kind of awkward. You guys had thought throughout that you wouldn’t need any classes and could handle anything on your own, but after the hospital visit, Calum didn’t felt comfortable about it and wanted to learn how to know that it was actually the real deal. But that also meant that the birth class attendants here had been there since like week 9 which meant that you guys were very new to this and didn’t have any type of friendship with any other person in this room. To your surprise the teacher had made sure that you guys would go in a circle round to get to know each other, telling their names and what gender they were expecting, plus something irregular they had experienced in their pregnancy. ”Okay, so let us talk about the difference between Braxton hicks and contractions now when Y/N just mentioned it.” The teacher started to write dots on the blackboard in front of you guys, writing down points of them. ”I think we can all conclude that the pain will be a lot worse than the fake contractions.” She pointed over at the first point, looking around at the class before writing down at the second. ”The water breaks.” She wrote down which made Calum sit up more straight. ”What exactly happens when the water breaks?” ”Good question Calum!” She said with a smile, ”What really happens is, when your water breaks, the bag of membranes that protects and cushions the baby tears apart so the baby can be pressed out. The fluid from the placenta will float out from the vagina. Not to mention that the membranes looks like this mucus plug that is sticky and looks like a massive booger.” She said with a small laugh which made Calum’s eyes grow wide before looking over at you, ”That sounds freaking disgusting.” He exclaimed in a whisper which made you hit him in the arm by his immatureness, yet letting out a small smile. ”No but I’m serious, I will totally freak out if I find that sticky booger in our bed.” ”Seriously Calum? You would be more freaked out by the massive sticky booger that’s pressed out of my vagina than the fact that after that thing is gone, the child will be ready to come out!” Calum’s eyes couldn’t get wider at this point, looking up at the teacher again. ”So many things to learn here.” He exclaimed to himself with a laugh, looking over at you with a warm smile before rubbing his hand up and down your stomach. ”That’s why we’re here.” You answered before ruffling his hair, moving around so your back was pressed against his chest, letting him wrap his arms around your belly, ready to hear the lest of this class. It was actually a good warning though, now Calum felt 100% sure about everything and a slight pile of panic that had been spreading out from his veins had disappeared by now. But of course he knew that he still would be acting like a freak when the water would actually break and you would be whimpering down on the bed in pain, But he was ready to take care and help you give birth to your little baby boy.