The nurses were very responsive to what she was going through. They told her a few other relaxation techniques to help her through her contractions. Due to the weather, it took her doctor even longer to get to the hospital.
He walked into the room applying his gloves. In a brief moment he was already putting her legs up in the stirrups and giving her an examination. Part of me wanted to watch, but the other part of me didn’t want to go anywhere near down there. I think most of it was Ty scaring the shit out of me. There were parts of my wife that I treasured and that was one of my favorites.
The doctor removed his gloves and scooted his stool away from my wife. “I’m going to go ahead and order the epidural. She’s is at about nine centimeters. It won’t be long now.” He walked out of the room and left us.
I rushed to her side, kissing her on the mouth. “I love you, Darlin’. Our baby is comin’.”
She opened her eyes as wide as they could get. “This fucking hurts, Colt. I changed my mind.” Her face scrunched up as another contraction hit her again. I grabbed her hand and felt the power of the pain, through her nails ripping my skin open. I wanted to pull away, but knew doing so would only piss her off worse. I was at her mercy. She was in excruciating pain and I would do anything to take that away from her.
“You changed your mind about what, Darlin’?”
“Having eleven children. I don’t want to do this ten more times. JESUS SHITBALLS, it hurts so bad.” I shouldn’t have laughed, but I couldn’t help myself. Savanna’s face was blood red as she focused on the pain.
Miranda came around and stood at the other side of Savanna’s head while Ty sat in the chair behind me. He was being awfully quiet, probably reliving his first delivery experience.
Her contraction subsided and the death grip she had on my hand finally released. Miranda gave her an ice chip and rubbed her head. “Just breathe Van. Just keep breathing. It will all be over soon, I promise.”
Through the doors came the anesthesiologist, who in turn made us wait outside, where we were met with the rest of our family. Miranda explained everything to them while I began pacing. After ten minutes we were allowed back into the room. Luckily, they let Savanna’s mother and my mother come in with us. We all stayed out of the nurse’s way as they got everything prepped. I noticed Savanna wasn’t screaming out in pain anymore, she was just tightening up as her body contracted. “Is the pain better now?”
“Just a bunch of pressure. It still hurts, but it is much better. I’m sorry I screamed.”
I kissed her dry mouth. “Savanna, I love you. You can scream as much as you want. Just deliver that little baby so you can see that it was all worth it.”
The doctor and nurses came into the room, wearing surgical robes. They positioned themselves between Savanna’s legs and got them into the stirrups. Ty went over to stand with Miranda, while I never moved from her side. The nurse brought over a mirror and positioned it so Savanna could see what was happening. “Oh my God! Why does it look like that?” She closed her eyes and refused to look. Out of pure curiosity I glanced down.
Don’t pass out. Jesus Christ don’t you dare pass out!
Ty was right. I don’t know why but I looked up at him and watched him mouth the words ‘told you’. I shook my head and gave Savanna a smile. “Focus on the baby, Darlin’. Don’t worry about anything else.”
Savanna, always being so modest, shocked everyone in the room. “My vagina is huge!”
We all just stood there, with nothing to say, until Ty leaned over and whispered in her ear. He kissed her forehead and she smiled as he pulled away.
Thank you God! I have no idea what just happened, but Ty was a freaking genius.
The doctor caught our attention. “She is ready to start pushing. Dad, you are going to need to hold this knee.” Miranda stepped forward and grabbed her other knee and the doctor nodded.
“Okay, Savanna. I need you to give me some pushes. I’m going to count and I want you to hold it until I am done. We are going to repeat it until we get the baby out.”
She nodded.
The pushing began. The first three times nothing happened. The fourth time I realized I couldn’t stop myself from watching. A little head of black hair was starting to come out. The doctor looked over to me and smiled. “Looks like someone has their father’s hair.”
A few things happened.
I felt dizzy. My heart raced like it was running out of my chest. My eyes never left that little babies head.
I smiled back and listened for him to count again. Savanna didn’t take long breaks in between pushes and the more she did it, the more exhausted she was becoming. During one push the head came almost all the way out and then went right back in. Finally, when she seemed like she couldn’t push anymore, Savanna let out a scream as she gave it all of her might. The head and one shoulder came sliding out. The doctor grabbed the baby and it slid right out with ease. A little cry could be heard as the nurses took the baby and started cleaning it off.