Chapter 87

Jess

Hours had passed, too many hours, the sun had risen, and now it was lighting up the whole room when they had finally given me my epidural. I’ve never screamed so much for a shot as I did in the last few hours. Andrew had taken all the insults that I had poured on him without fighting back, on the contrary, he was kind enough to make me cry and while I just wanted to tear my belly and put an end to that torture.

Now I found my legs wide open and three people looking where only Andrew could look.

"Okay, Jess, is it time to push!" said the gynaecologist between my legs.

I pulled myself up and looked at her with blurred vision and tears in my eyes.

"On three, I want you to push as hard as you can, okay?" she said again and I nodded, "One, two, three! Push!"

And so I did. I pushed with all the strength in my body, feeling excruciating pain. I threw myself back on the bed exhausted and shook my head "I can’t do it" whimpering.

"It’s just the beginning, Jess, you have to keep pushing,"