"I know you won’t spill the beans to him. It would just add fuel to the fire." I said with a grin. "Dr. Catherine, I know you’re swamped, so I won’t chew your ear off anymore."
Catherine caught my drift that I wanted her to hit the road. Without a word, she turned on her heel and left the room.
She was a sharp cookie. She knew my relationship with Damon was a can of worms. Since she then knew that I was carrying Jones’s kids, she probably wasn’t going to spill the tea about to Damon.
Her end ga was to marry Damon to make up for lost ti. Since the position of Damon’s wife was then up for grabs, and she and Damon even had a kid together, everything was going swimmingly.
No one would have rocked the boat at that point.
After Catherine split, the doctor ca in and did so basic checks on . Just then, I felt a warmth down below, as if sothing was leaking out.
While the doctor was still blabbing, I interrupted him with a puzzled look, "Doctor, can pregnant won with twins have incontinence?"
"There could be so; why do you ask?" he queried .
"Just a little? I feel like I’ve wet the bed," I said, embarrassed but also certain that it was sothing different.
Jones was at the door of the ward. Since no one else could be in the room during the check-up, I didn’t have to beat around the bush.
The doctor instantly checked under my covers, and upon seeing the wet spot on my bed, he blurted out, "Your water broke!"
I freaked out; my water broke already?
Earlier than I expected.
The doctor had told that the longer the babies stayed in the womb, the better they would have developed. I didn’t expect those two to be in such a rush.
"What... what should I do now?" I stamred.
"Are you feeling any contractions?" the doctor asked . "Like stomach pain."
"Just a tiny bit of pain, very mild," I replied honestly.
"You’re not bleeding, it’s just the water breaking. Don’t move; just lie down and rest. I’ll run another check on you." he instructed .
After another check, it was confird that my amniotic fluid was still okay, just a bit lost.
However, it would have been better if I could give birth in the next couple of days, as the decrease or cloudiness of the amniotic fluid could have caused problems
for the babies.
Then the doctor brought in my mom and Jones. The hospital wasn’t too clued up on my situation, so the doctor mistook Jones for my husband and filled him in on my condition first.
My condition ant that I had to be induced in the next couple of days. My twins were on the small side, but I had been really good with my nutrition during pregnancy and had gained a bit of weight, so they wanted to give natural birth a shot first. If that failed, then a c-section would have been considered.
If it were a natural birth, it would have first involved induction and contractions. I was so excited about the arrival of my babies that I overlooked the intense pain that could co with giving birth. I had seen so of that in pregnancy videos but never paid much attention.
Then it was my turn to experience all that firsthand, and I had to deliver two babies. I was a nervous wreck and feeling a bit scared.
Jones and my mom were also on edge. Mom even called dad over, and the three of them gathered around , waiting for my contractions to kick in.
"I’m going grab her so food. She needs to keep her strength up. Giving birth can be a real energy drainer," Jones suggested out of the blue.
"I’ll get it." My dad stepped in to stop Jones. "You stay here with her!"
I could tell my dad was also a bundle of nerves; he was even breaking a sweat. Sending him out to get so grub might be a good idea.
Compared to him, Jones was a doctor and my mom was a woman who had given birth before. They were nervous, but they were better equipped to handle the situation than my dad.
I had taken the induction dications, but they seed to have no effect. Instead, my amniotic fluid kept leaking out, requiring regular pad changes.
Just then, my phone started ringing.
I was about to answer it when a sharp pain hit my belly, and I couldn’t help but scream.
"Has the contraction started?" my mom asked in a hurry.
I didn’t know, but my belly was killing . That was my first ti giving birth. I had no experience and could only feel the severe cramps in my belly.
But my phone kept ringing nonstop. Seeing that, Jones went over to answer it and put it on speaker.
Ah! shouted in pain.
There was silence on the other end of the call for a mont. Seeing my condition, Jones said to the person on the line, "Who is this? Eliana Brooks is busy, she can’t talk right now."
"My belly hurts so much; they’re kicking !" I couldn’t help but complain loudly. I didn’t care that Jones was on the phone or whoever it was on the other end of the line. I just wanted to let it out to vent my pain.
"Eliana! Where are you?" Damon’s angry voice ca from the phone, like a roaring lion.
As soon as he heard it was Damon, Jones hung up the phone.
There’s no way Damon would have guessed that I was in the sa hospital as him. Even if he wanted to find , it would have taken so ti, by which point I might have already given birth.
That was a crucial mont. I couldn’t let him show up and screw up my delivery.
After hanging up, I reminded Jones, "Turn off your phone."
Jones nodded and not only turned off my phone but also his own. Seeing that, my dad and mom followed suit, afraid that Damon might call their phones in anger.
Given Damon’s temper, he would have definitely been pissed off after being hung up on again, but I had bigger fish to fry at that ti.
Mom called the doctor over. I was in unbearable pain and told the doctor, "Is there such a thing as painless childbirth? I want that, or just schedule a c-section for
!"
I couldn’t stand the pain, but the doctor told I had to wait until the contractions were regular before I could be taken to the delivery room. How could I have possibly waited?
The doctor first perford a pelvic exam, then checked on the babies’ position. After a series of checks, it was finally decided to do a c-section.
Soon, I was wheeled into the operating room, and the c-section began.
Under the influence of the anesthesia, I felt like I had fallen asleep. When I woke up, I was already in the ward.
And my two babies were sleeping soundly in the crib next to .
"You up? A boy and a girl. Both are cute as a button, just like you!" my mom saw waking up, all excited and worried, "Still in pain? The doctor says you need to chill and take it easy."
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