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Suddenly, he bellowed for the guys. A stampede of footsteps came running towards our room. A side of Dawson I’d never seen before took place. He barked out orders as he picked me up and rushed me to the bed. Davis had a night gown in his hands and he helped me put it on. He then grabbed some tennis shoes and put those on. Mic grabbed a bag from our closet that was packed with everything I would need for me and the baby. Ford had two other bags that had all the guy’s things in them. We have a private room and two extra beds will be in it for the guys to share. The Becks donated a sh*t ton of money for the privilege. I shook my head when I was told this.
Dawson dressed quickly in some sweats and a t-shirt.
“Let’s go have some babies,” he said, scooping me up. I rested my head on his shoulder and let him take the lead. I needed to conserve my energy.
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Births
45 Points
Isha
“Hmmmmmmm,” I let out a long hum as a contraction rocked through my belly and back. The tightening of my stomach was painful.
“You’re doing so well, Baby Girl, I am so proud of you,” Mic said as he rubbed my back. I was on a giant medicine ball rocking back and forth. I had monitors all over my body and I kept my eyes on the numbers of the heartbeats of my
babies.
I inhaled deeply and let out my breath slowly.
“That one was worse than the others,” I said.
A spoon came into my vision. I opened my mouth as Davis fed me some ice chips. I gave him a small smile. His poor
face was a mask of concern.
“I’m okay,” I whispered.
“I know, I just don’t like seeing you in pain,” he said.
I chuckled, “Well, then one of you or two of you shouldn’t have gotten me pregnant.”
“I’m starting to think the same. You are in so much pain.”
“Davis, I love you for caring so much, but really I’m okay. Give me a kiss,” I said. He was spiraling a little. He leaned forward and smashed his lips to mine, desperately kissing me. Okay, he was spiraling a lot.
“Ford,” I said when Davis pulled back.
“Come here, buddy. Let me hold you for a little while, you need to relax, you’re giving our girl some anxiety.”
“Sssorry,” Davis stuttered.
I made a noise in my throat, not liking that. He’s done so well over the months. Not one stutter in forever, I don’t like it
when he becomes like this.
“Shhhh, don’t worry Ford has him,” Dawson said, taking the chips from Davis and crouching down in front of me. “You’re a trooper, baby.”
I scoffed and then moaned as another contraction hit me.
“That one was seven minutes from the other,” Mic said.
“Did one of you call mom and Nana?”
“My mom did. I called her to let her know your water had broken. She’s sending a jet to them to get them here. Also, Aaron just texted. Ava’s water broke too. Looks like our kids are going to have the same birthday.”
“That’s awesome, I panted. Deep breath in, let it out slowly. This pain was awesome, and not in a good way. But I knew at the end of it all I would have two precious babies.
A knock on the door came. Doctor Evans walked in.
“Helloooo, so happy to see you all so soon. I am guessing my advice worked.”
“Sure did,” Ford said with a proud smile. He was rubbing Davis’ shoulders, who now looked a lot more relaxed.
*Excellent. Well Isha, let’s get on the bed and check how far along you are. How have the contractions been?”
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“Hard, painful and Mic said seven minutes apart.”
“Alrighty.”
+8 Points >
Mic helped me back to the bed, then he stepped back. He and Daswon clasped hands as they both anxiously watched Doctor Evans check to see how many centimeters I was dilated.
“You are at six centimeters. The babies seemed to be in a good position. The heartbeats look good. I’ll be back to check on you in an hour. If anything changes, hit your call button.”
She smiled, threw away her gloves and left. This is how it went for two more hours, and I was not dilating past six
centimeters. Doctor Evans told us sometimes this happens with first-time mothers. But since my water broke, she’s
worried about the babies and me contracting an infection.
“I’m going to introduce some pitocin and see if that helps your contractions come more. If we don’t have any progress in
an hour, we will have to proceed with a different form of birthing your children, as in, you will need to have a cesarean.
“Okay, thank you,” I said. I was getting scared now. I looked at Dawson. When the nurse came in to give me the medicine,
I started to breathe heavily. The possibility of having to be cut open was terrifying. I didn’t think this would be a
possibility. I mean I read about it, but for some reason I thought no, not me, my birth would go smoothly. Why, I thought
that I had no idea.
Dawson helped me sit up, and then he got in behind me and cradled me in his arms. His long legs coming around me on
the outside, his arms wrapping around me. I felt safe.
“Calm down baby. Everything will be okay. No matter how you give birth, we will have two precious babies, you’ll be a great mother, and we’ll help you every step of the way,” he said.
Mic started to massage my legs, Ford started to massage my feet and Davis came back with his cup of ice chips. I gratefully relaxed and let them pamper me. A phone beeped. Mic picked a phone up from the bedside table. I recognized it as Dawson’s phone.
“Your mom said that Ellie, Nora and Mark were in the air. Robert went to your house and is helping Shay make some meals so no one has to worry about it for the next few weeks.”
Another ping and I saw him smile.
“Ava just gave birth. Aaron says little Gemma is six pounds six ounces and twenty-two inches long. She has an amazing set of lungs and a full head of strawberry blonde hair. And here’s a picture.”
He turned the phone and we all leaned in. She was beautiful, her skin was flawless and was a peaches and cream tone, and her strawberry-blonde hair had a pink bow glued to it.
“He says Ava is doing great. I’m texting him back with our news.”
“I’m glad everything went well for her,” I said.
I groaned and then I felt another internal pop.
“Oh, God! I think only one sac burst earlier. I think the second baby’s sac burst.”
Dawson hit the call button and a nurse came a few minutes later. When we told her what had happened, she left immediately to get the doctor.
Another contraction came. This one was more painful than the last.
“F*ck, this one really hurts,” I yelled. It went on for a long time too.
Mic put the phone down and came back to me. He started rubbing my tummy with circular strokes.
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“Sh*t it’s so tight,” he murmured.
“AH, it hurts,” I whimpered.
“I’ve got you baby, you’re doing so well,” Dawson crooned.
Doctor Evans came in. The guys backed away. I grabbed Dawson’s hands and squeezed, while she checked me.
“You are at ten. Guess we’re ready. I need you to scoot down the bed, Isha. We’re going to start pushing.”
Dawson helped me scoot, he stayed behind me. Davis and Mic each grabbed a leg.
“Are you sure you all want to see this? You might not look at my v****a the same again.”
Mic chuckled.
“Angel, we’re fine. We want to be a part of it all,” Davis said.
“Yeah, Princess, you don’t worry about us, you just concentrate on bringing our little ones into this world.”
“Okay, Isha, I need you to push for a beat of ten seconds and then relax on your next contraction.”
I did as she instructed. Ten, fifteen and then twenty minutes went by. I was sweating, my voice was hoarse, and I was
utterly exhausted.
Dawson’s hands had to have been sore because of how hard I was squeezing them. Mic and Davis were breathing just as
hard as me. I think they were holding their breath as I pushed, and poor Ford, my funny man, was pale and swaying on his
feet.
“There’s the top of a head just sticking out of you,” Ford whispered. “There’s light brown hair, it’s either Davis’ or Dawson’s,
or I guess it could be mine? But I don’t think so, my hair is so much lighter.”
He was rambling, his eyes were glassy.
“Nurse, can you get Mr. Myers a chair please, before he passes out?” Doctor Evans asked.
“No, no, I’m good,” he said, and then his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he started to fall. Luckily, there was a
bed right behind him. He hit it and slid to the floor.
“DAD DOWN!” Doctor Evans shouted. The door opened, and two burly men came in. They lifted Ford and laid him on the
bed behind him. “This happens a lot, he’ll be okay. Alright, Isha, let’s do this.
Five minutes later on a long push, my baby slid out of me.
“We have a little boy. Welcome to the world, Seth Daniel Becks,” Doctor Evans said as she put Seth on my chest. She
wiped him vigorously until he squawked and then started crying.
“He’s beautiful,” I said.
“Look at what you did, Angel,” Davis cried. I looked at him and smiled. He had tears falling down his face. Mic sniffled, he
was also in tears.
“You did so well, baby,” Dawson said, choking up behind me.
“What happened?” Ford said groggily as he woke up.
“We have a son,” Mic said, laughing.
“Yes!” Ford shouted as he jumped off of the bed and came over to me. “Oh, he’s beautiful.” There was a look of awe on his face.
“Doc, we need that DNA test, and we want one with Rya too,” I said.
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“You got it. The nurse is going to take Seth over to the corner to weigh him and check him out.” I nodded, I looked at Ford and he bent and kissed me. He walked with the nurse to watch over our son.
“Good job, Baby Girl,” Mic said, beaming. I smiled at him.
“Okay, Isha. We have a little girl to bring into this world,” Doctor Evans said.
I nodded. I went through the same routine, bringing Rya into the world.
“One more big push,” Doctor Evans called out. I was so exhausted.
I pushed with everything I had, and then she told me to stop. I heard some suction, and then she had me push a little
more. I felt Rya’s shoulder pop out, and then she came out easily. I smiled and fell back against Dawson.
I tried to look as Doctor Evans put Rya on top of me, but all of a sudden I became dizzy.
“Dawssson,” I slurred out.
“Yeah baby?”
“Dawwwsson.”
“Isha?” Dawson sounded frantic.
“Isha, stay with me,” Doctor Evans shouted.
“BP dropping,” I heard a voice say, and then there was nothing.
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