Chapter 17: Baby Months

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It happened at night. That's when my water broke, the pain hurt me so bad that I woke Peeta up from squeezing him too tight. He was practically tripping as he ran out to get my mom who came in with a whole bunch on towels and a sheet, she stripped our beds sheet then puts the new sheet on, she checks to see how far the baby is, she said that it looks like the baby should be here early or late morning. The pain that my body is going through is definitely painful and I have to squeeze Peetas hand whenever I feel what my mom calls contractions, I take off the shirt I'm wearing so that I'm only in my bra and believe it or not, it actually makes me a little less uncomfortable.

The night goes on and so do my contractions, right now, I hate summer because the humid heat isn't making this whole process any better because it feels like nothing my mom or Peeta do to try to cool me down works. I try not to think about the pain, instead I think about Peeta, about Prim, about anything that can distract me from the pain that I'm feeling so often but I can't seem to distract myself. We try and get me moving as much as I can but I can only do so much because my home says that I'm having the fastest labor she's ever seen which to me doesn't sound all that bad, it still feels like an eternity, it'd be nice if this baby could come within the hour.

I whimper at an intense contraction, Peeta coaxes me through it and I just focus on his deep voice. I look over at him and see that he doesn't look like he's taking this well

"What's wrong?" I sigh as it finishes

"I just... I hate that I can't take away this pain. I wish I could take most of it, I feel so helpless" he frowns, I take his hand and kiss it

"It's okay. It's all worth it" I smile, he kisses my cheek and he sits against the headboard of our bed so that I can rest my head on his chest. The night pulls on until my mom checks me again, it's time to push, I get ready and take Peetas hand then once I feel the contraction I push as hard as I can, I let out a little scream as I do but I'm focusing on getting this damn baby out of me. Peeta whispers encouraging words in my ear which gives me the strength to keep going and listen to my mothers instructions, a few pushes later I immediately feel better, little cries fill the room as my mom announces our baby

"It's a girl" she smiles, placing the crying baby on my bare chest and I don't stop myself as I cry because she's the perfect little baby that I've ever seen and she's all ours, I look to Peeta who is crying too then looks to me and we share a kiss, all that fear and terrified feeling has left my body as I hold our baby in my arms, soundly asleep. My mom lets Peeta cut the cord and take the baby while she instructs me through what I need to before I can finally relax, she lets Peeta watch as she washes our little girl, after she wraps her up she gives her to Peeta then he brings her over and lays her in my arms

"Our little Pearl" I smile, I look to Peeta who's smiling too, although I want to just hold her right now, I just want to clean up because I feel gross and I smell, I give her to Peeta and I sit up

"Katniss. Slow down, you just need to rest" mom says but I shake my head

"I need a shower. I think after all of this I should be able to have a shower" I reply

"It's okay, I can carry her there and back" Peeta says, passing our daughter to my mom, Peetas touches are soft when he's washing me and it makes me smile. After I'm all clean and dressed Peeta carries me out, while I was washing up my mom has changed the sheets to fresh ones and there's a note on my pillow saying that Pearl is in the bassinet, my mom is taking her papers to the justice building and she'll be back later on, so Peeta lays me in bed and takes Pearl from her bassinet then lays her in my arms, he also moves the bassinet right by my bed, he climbs in next to us and smiles

"You were amazing, Katniss" he says, I look down at our daughter with a smile, so much love for this tiny baby

"I love her so much" I whisper, kissing her forehead

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