I went back in the room just in time to see my wife buckle over in pain. I wanted to yell at the doctor but knew there wasn't anything she could do other than what she was already doing. "You're using Stadol not Demerol right?""That's what it states on her chart sir."""How many milligrams did you go with?""One, are you a doctor sir?" I just gave her a look, that was answer enough. "Her contractions were fifteen minutes apart when we came here, how dilated is she?""We're still in the latent stage, she has a ways to go yet. We're at four centimeters. She hasn't had a contraction since you left the room." On cue the monitor beeped and she reached for me. I was hoping against hope that her doctor would get here, she's the one that had taken care of her pregnancy for the past nine and a half months, but since Lyons trusted this woman who looked like she was seventy if she was a day, I'll have to put my wife in her hands. The pain wasn't as bad this time
My only fear of having Catalina witness the actual birth was my worry that seeing her aunt in pain might scare her, scientifically, medically, I have no problem. With the way the kid's mind works she'd probably look at the whole thing aesthetically, so whereas I wouldn't want someone else watching my wife go through this, I didn't mind her. That's why I'd given Cierra the option since the first time the kid pestered me about it. "I don't mind if she stays as long as you check with her parents." The whole time we were talking I was trying to find her. Before I could I heard Lyon calling to me from just outside the door. "Be right back.""What's up?""My kid's in there somewhere you seen her?""Was just about to nail her down." "Damn, sorry about that Hank, send her out here.""Not so fast. You know she wants to video a birth, I wasn't planning on letting her, I was gonna do it and...""Uncle Hank, I've seen birthing videos before, it's not the same, I have to b
It's been hours since the others left and we've been back and forth inside keeping an eye on the babies and her brothers who'd gone inside to play video games. Little Cady had latched onto me again when it was naptime and I'd put her in her crib while Caitlin helped her grandmothers put the others down. The men, her grandpas, had taken over dinner duty and I was amazed that they'd done such a good job keeping all those babies happy. "You look good!" She was holding Lawton Jr. in her arms trying to get him to go to sleep after his mother had come back to feed him only to head back to the hospital again. These women are very well organized if you ask me, I would've lost my mind already. "You think so?" Yeah, she looked cute as hell, which could be dangerous. Growing up in a small town, teenage pregnancy isn't the same as it is in big cities where people freak out over that stuff. And after spending time around Jace and his twins I've gotten a firsthand look at wha
I'm not sure what's going on with Todd. He's about the strangest teenage boy I've ever met, even my brothers are more advanced than he is. Don't get me wrong, I love the fact that we'd both saved ourselves for each other, me out of necessity because my father is a nut, and he because he didn't want to share that intimacy with anyone else but me. But now that we're free to be together he still has all these restrictions in place. I didn't just win the battle with daddy to have to fight him too, nope, no way. I might not know what sex feels like, but I know more than enough about what my body wants. I've read things, heard things, and heard enough in passing to know that I'm more than ready to take the next step with the guy I'm madly in love with. Not only have I been madly in love with him forever, but he's grown into someone even more amazing that I could've ever imagined, so of course my teenage hormones and revving up. Out of respect for daddy we held off and did the
I can't believe Mancini's gonna do this shit. When I told Kat what was going on she didn't even seem phased by the idea of our eight-year old daughter watching someone give birth. Times sure have changed since I was a kid. Then again no kid I ever knew was interested in this shit. And the reasons she gave me, I'ma have to keep an eye on her and her younger siblings. Though I'm coming to understand her a little bit more, I don't think she'd cut them open or anything, but then again...she's nuts so who knows. I keep fielding calls from mom and dad when I wasn't the one calling to check up on my kids. I'm amazed at myself that not once did I even think about the fact that my teenage daughter was at home with her boyfriend. It was getting easier to accept I guess, or I've just been too busy to dwell. I like the move she made, inviting us both to pick out her dress, and lunch afterwards. I haven't had time to think about everything because we've been going ever since
"Ooh I forgot in all the excitement, I have my car back.""Really?""Yep, mommy and Grimmy were playing a trick on daddy. Wanna go for a spin?""Not right now, we should wait until your parents are home. You keep forgetting there's a houseful of babies and only your grandparents here to watch over them." This was like her third attempt to get me out of the house and away from everyone. I know what she's doing, but I also know it's the wrong way to go. Caitlin wasn't just raised strict, she has all those values, though she seems to have forgotten that in the last day or so. But I know if I give in and start treating her like a piece of ass that shit will grow old quick, not to mention the fact that I just can't do it, not with her. Her little ass is horny and don't know what to do with herself, I plan to give her a little taste later but she'll just have to wait. This way she'd learn that anticipation is the best part of foreplay. That's if she lets me live
"Push Cierra, push that's it..." The doctor's words were ringing in my ears but I could hardly hear them over the beating of my heart. As soon as the doc said 'this is it' my whole world shutdown. I didn't just read about childbirth when I was preparing, I read about everything that could go wrong. For that reason I kept my eyes on my wife while she tried to break my hand. I hate this shit, in New York I had people on standby in case things went wrong, even though everyone said she'd be fine and not to worry. This shit didn't look fine to me. She was screaming for fuck sake, my girl doesn't even talk above a whisper, unless she's pissed. "Stein do something, up the Stadol, something.""We can't, two milligrams is the max and she's too far gone now to risk it.""She's in pain.""She's supposed to be Hank, this is childbirth. Now come on push Cierra." "You want that grant renewed you fix this shit right now.""Hank, stop it." Cierra was laughing and trying
It was late in the evening by the time we all made it back. Everyone was still on a high from the birth and the women were hyped up, but no one more so than Mancini, I've never seen a man so happy to have a daughter, except maybe Ty. Idiot. Like he didn't see the shit I just went through in the last few days. I hope I'm around to watch her give him hell. "What's wrong with you? What's that goofy look on your face? You just had three and that damn Cady is shaping up to be a nightmare, don't give me that look, my seed has retired." What the fuck is wrong with women that they forget how horrible the kids they already have are at the sight of a newborn baby? "I didn't say anything, maybe you're the one who's thinking about it." "Hmm!" Everyone headed to our house first because no one had had dinner and my parents were still at my house. Mengele was dead on her feet but she was too excited to stay still. She's the only one who'd eaten, the rest of us had only had