We finally arrived at the hospital. Delilah helped me out of the car and into the hospital.
" How may I help you?" a woman asked without looking up at us.
" My friend is having a baby!" Perrie said. She looked up and signaled a guy to come over. He brought a wheel chair with him. I got into the chair and he wheeled me off. We arrived tot eh room. He helped me out of the chair and onto the bed.
" The doctor will be here soon," he said. He left the room. I sat there in pain and alone. Soon, though, the doctor came in.
" How are we doing today?" he asked while putting gloves on.
" Not so good," I replied.
" Why not?"
" Well, first of all, I am in pain! And second of all, Louis isn't here. Who knows when he will get here! Or if they even told him! He may miss the birth of his first child!" I said with tears rolling down my cheek.
" Everything will be alright, but you are getting close. With or without him, this baby is coming. Maybe an hour," he said. I felt like crying, but I held it in. Louis, hurry!
Please let me get there in time! I see the hospital in the distance, but there is a traffic jam! Why does it have to be right now? When my wife is about to give birth to our son? I sighed. Please hold on Willow! Just a little longer!
I sat there in the room with two nurses hooking up machines to me and the doctor came in once to check.
" Not much longer," he said while throwing away his gloves. Louis, were are you? I sighed and looked up. Why today? Why not tomorrow? I sighed again and the next contraction came. Twenty minutes later, the doctor came back. He checked me again. " Its time," he said.
" I can't! Not without Louis!" I said.
" This baby is coming with or without him!" he said.
" He has to be here!" I said. Then, thank god, he ran into the room.
" I'm here!" he said as he came and held my hand.
" Took you long enough!" I said.
" I need you to push with all your might when I count to three," the doctor said. I nodded. " 1,2,3!" I pushed with everything I had. I screamed with pain and Louis was trying not to do the same. I almost broke his hand. " Again! 1,2,3!" I pushed again. After what seemed like hours, I heard crying. Everyone stopped. The doctor grabbed a towel and wiped Parker off. " Congratulations! Its a boy!" he said. I smiled as he handed me Parker. I smiled at my son, then turned to Louis. He was smiling and a tear fell. I wiped it away. He turned and kissed me, then put his attention back on Parker. " What will you name him?" the doctor asked.
" Parker Mathew Tomlinson," I replied. It seemed like such a happy moment.... until I winced in pain.
" Whats wrong?" the doctor asked.
" I don't know," I replied. Then the pain came stronger. Louis looked at me with worry. A nurse grabbed Parker then the doctor put his hand on my stomach. He looked confused. He put some gloves on and checked me.
" How many where you expecting?" he asked.
" One!" I replied.
" Well, the process is starting over again! I need you to push on the count of three!"
" You were pregnant with twins! 1,2,3 push!" I did as I was told. After another hour, we heard another cry. " Congratulations! Its a girl!" the doc said. He cleaned her off and handed her to me. I turned to Louis and saw him smile.
" What do you want to name her?" I asked him.
" How about Katie?"
" Katie Tomlinson? I like it!" He smiled.
" Looks like there will be four soon," he said. I nodded. They took her away and I soon fell asleep. Louis did the same. I can't wait to take them home and be one bigger then I thought family!