We’d been arguing about it for days. A coin toss had settled the matter.
Now, here we are, in the hospital.
Natural birth, we’d decided: gas and air, but nothing else unless necessary.
After nearly 36 hours in labour, I was beginning to think it necessary.
“You’re so close now,” the midwife said. “Just a couple more pushes.”
Glaring daggers at her and me, in between the breath-stealing contractions, my husband continued to push while I looked on, grinning.
I’d told him it had hurt with our first, back in 2024, but he didn’t believe me.
He does now.
Chris Walker about 7 years ago
Good twist. Men everywhere can only hope that this future doesn't come to pass...! ;-)
D.M. about 7 years ago
Julie about 7 years ago
Thanks for the comments, folks!
Melanie almost 7 years ago
I labored for 36 hours with my first and 24 with my second. I would have loved for their father to have endured some of that.
Julie almost 7 years ago
37 hours with my first, rather less with my second but no less painful. I'm with you there, Melanie! Thanks for reading.