I Love You

"Take deep breaths baby." My husband, Brian, said oh so quietly. He rubbed my back and stroked my forehead, staring into my eyes. I instantly felt the pain fade away as I looked into those chocolate eyes that were filled with love.

"It hurts so fucking much." Just then, another sheering pain shot through my lower abdomen, making a few tears escape from my blue eyes. "When are you mom and dad going to be here?" I asked him breathlessly. I slowly counted to ten in my head, trying to keep my attention away from the pain.

"They will be here shortly honey. Now, try and get some sleep. It's going to be a few hours before we can go the hospital." Brian placed a kiss on my forehead. I laid down on the couch, placing a pillow under my hot air balloon of a stomach. "I love you Bailey. I can't wait to meet my son or daughter."

I couldn't be more excited knowing that Brian chose me to spend the rest of his life with. He chose me to be the mother of his children. I don't know what I did, but he chose me and I am ever so grateful for him.

My eyes slowly closed shut just as I heard the bedroom door close. I soon fell into a deep slumber, escaping the sheering pain of contractions.

*

"Brian!" I yelled as I quickly sat up in the king-sized bed. The moistness of my pajama bottoms awoke me from my sleep.

"What?! Is the baby okay?" Brian jumped out of bed and turned on the light, running over to me and examining what happened.

"I think my water broke." Brian's eyes widened at the statement.

"Okay, well...here." Brian helped me out of the bed slowly and handed me a new pair of underwear and sweatpants. Now is the time that all the parenting books he read come into action. Let's just hope that he remembers.

Brian helped me change my clothes and ran into the closet, grabbing the diaper bag and suitcase he packed a week ago.

"Let's go meet our baby." With that, Brian held my hand and slowly helped me down the stairs. With each step we took, I could Brian was freaking out. I tried to ignore it so that I wouldn't freak out also. That would just be bad news all around.

He helped me inside of the car. Brian ran around to the other side and placed the diaper bag and suitcase in the back seat, along with the suitcase.

"So do you think we will have a boy or a girl?" Brian asked me, lightly stroking my knuckles in attempt to keep me calm.

"I think we are having a boy." I ran my hand over my stomach with a huge smile. "What do you think?"

"I think we are having a girl." I smiled. I remembered Brian telling me about how protective he would be of our daughter because she would be so beautiful. I chuckled as I reminisced.

Sooner than I expected, we drove up to the hospital. By now, my contractions were in high gear, coming about every 5 minutes. Brian parked the car and helped me out if the car. Before we walked inside of the hospital, he grabbed his phone and the diaper bag. Hand in hand, we waltzed towards the doors that lead into the hospital. Brian and I walked over to the front desk to sign in. I exhaled loudly as another contraction hit me by surprise, making me feel very dizzy.

"I need a nurse. My wife is in labor." The pain soon became intolerable. I winced in pain, gripping tightly onto my husbands hand. I heard him groan because of my tight grip. Someone sat me down on the chair and wheeled me off into a room.

Once I entered the room, the nurses began hooking me up to machines and Brian helped me into the hospital gown they had given me.

"I'm so excited baby. I love you so much and I can't wait to see my son or daughter." All I could do was smile and kiss him. Even though I'm in so much pain from the baby, Brian is making it a lot easier. He began to sing All of Me by John Legend. I looked into his chocolate eyes and took a hold of his tattooed hand, running my finger over his ring he wore. We have gotten to the point in our relationship that we can have a conversation with just simply using our eyes or simple gestures.

"Shit..." I sat up and gripped his hand at the excruciating pain. "Can I have the epidural?"

"I'm sorry Mrs.Haner, but you're already 10 cm dilated and you're ready to push." My heart began to beat rapidly. I wasn't ready yet.

The midwife began to place my legs up on the holsters just as my doctor, Dr.Andrew, came in. "Alright, you're the father right?" He asked Brian.

"Yes. I am the father." Brian now had on the blue gown and the blue cap that covered his hair.

"Okey Dokie. Let's deliver a baby." Dr.Andrew clapped his hands together, placing his mask over his nose. He positioned himself between my legs, making me feel very uncomfortable not only because I was having contractions, but because I had someone else that was not Brian between my legs.

"On the count of three, I'm going to need you to push, Mrs.Haner." Dr.Andrew said to me. "One...two...three." I pushed as hard as I could, screaming a little. I gripped Brian's hand so hard that I thought it might break, but gratefully, he allowed me to hold on.

"Great...now again." He counted to three and I pushed as hard as I could. This hurt like hell!

"Oh my god! Brian! This hurts!" I whimpered like a 3 year old kid to him. I felt the sweat bead form on my head, making my brown hair stick to my face.

"You're doing great baby. Now, come on, one more push and your done." He wiped my sweaty forehead, placing a sweet kiss onto my crown.

"One more and we're all done." Dr.Andrew said. Again, he counted to three and I pushed as hard as I possibly could. I never experienced pain like this, but I know that it will all be worth it in the end. Suddenly, the pain went away and I heard wailing. I looked up and I saw my child; our child.

"Congratulations! Mr. and Mrs.Haner, meet your daughter." The midwife said as she wrapped our baby girl in a pink towel, wiping off the blood and slime from her body. Brian had tears in his eyes, making mine tears form in my eyes also. The midwife walked over and placed the baby in Brian's arms. A chuckle escaped my lips as I saw the tiny, delicate human being in the arms of a tattooed rockstar.

"Oh my god. Bailey, you did amazing. I'm not sure how I will repay you for giving me a beautiful daughter. You did so good baby. I love you. Here." Brian slowly walked over to me and handed me the baby. I cried as I looked at my child.

She had Brian's little button nose, a very distinct feature from the Haners. She also had his thin lips. She opened her eyes and they were a beautiful shade of blue, just like mine. Her head was full of black, luscious hair, like Brian. She was a perfect combination of the both of is. Smiling at us, as she stared into Brian's eyes.

"She looks just like you." Brian whispered in my ear. "What are we going to name her?"

"How about..." I thought a while. "Eva Owen Haner."

Brian nodded, "That's a perfect name. Especially, her middle name." He placed a kiss on my lips, making me breathless. The midwife came back in and said she had to take Eva for a checkup to make sure that she was healthy.

"Wow...I'm a dad. I can't believe it. She's going to be a heartbreaker." I let out a exhausted chuckle. "Get some sleep baby. You did an amazing job and I couldn't have asked for anything better." My eyes slowly closed as I drifted off to sleep.

*

I woke up the best morning still feeling exhausted. I turned over in the hospital bed and my heart was filled with joy and love. Brian was sitting on the chair with Eva in his arms, cooing things to her.

"My god...you're so beautiful. I love you so much my baby Eva. You look just like your momma so you're going to be a real heartbreaker. Your mom sure did break hearts, mine mainly, but whatever." A smiled played at the corner of my lips. "But, daddy won't let those mean boys get near you."

"Good morning." I yawned.

"Morning babes. Eva woke up a few minutes ago." Brian was still looking down at the little human. "The doctor said that once you're up we can go." Brian got up from the seat he was sitting at and walked over to me, placing Eva in my arms. I still couldn't believe how beautiful she was.

"Owen...I love her middle name. I'm sure that Jimmy would've loved her." I knew from the moment that Eva was born, she would have Brian and the rest of the guys wrapped around her little finger. "God, I can't believe how absolutely beautiful she is."

"Bailey, words cannot express how much I love you for giving me a beautiful daughter. Both of you are beyond perfect and I couldn't have asked for anything better. I love you. I love you. I. Love. You." Brian cupped my face and placed his lips upon mine in a passionate kiss that was also filled with love.

"And I love you, Brian."

Notes

This is an entry for the writing prompt contest.