These last 2 months have been so lonely. Just me and Imogen together. No Michael here with us or anything. Kirsty and Andy have been over quite a few times though, they've helped me pack my hospital bag and helped me shop for baby clothes, although.. we may have gone a little over board.. Eh, oh well, it's for my little girl. We've talked to my midwife and set up birthing plans and I've been to all those classes and whatnot. My scans have been very emotional without Michael there and I know he wants to be there for the scans but I just can't forgive him. It also turns out he's dating Taylor now.. I knew he would. I can't wait until he gets another song written about him, he already has one by Abigail.
Tonight is the night.. The night I finally get to see my baby girl, Imogen for the first time. My hand came up to clutch my stomach as I yelled out in pain. These weren't any ordinary contractions.. I was officially in labor now. The girls came rushing in, they'd been staying here for a couple of days just in case I go into labor because my due date is in a couple of days but I guess she decided tonight was the night.
Their eyes were wide as they scrambled around the room. Andy got the hospital bag and grabbed my pillow as she headed down stairs and into the car while Kirsty helped me out of bed and got a warm robe on me because it's almost winter and absolutely freezing out there, as tears filled my eyes at the pain. It was horrible. Andy ran back up and helped Kirsty help me down the stairs and into the car where we took off to the hospital.
There was barely any traffic as I had suspected because, I mean, there's not much traffic on the road at 3 am. My baby girl is going to be born on April 29th. I could hear Andy in the back talking to goodness knows who and Kirsty was racing to the hospital and then there's me, crying and yelling in pain, "It's okay, Ellyse. You'll be okay, babes." Andy tried to calm me down. Tears were flowing down my cheeks as we turned up at the hospital and they helped me inside.
I instantly got rushed into a wheelchair the moment I was inside and I was taken into a room where I'm supposed to give birth. I was laid on the bed and my water broke. Water was everywhere and ugh, it was not the best experience, "Ahhhh!" I screamed, my hand clutching my stomach. The pain was intense and it wasn't going away, "Get it out!" Doctors ran into my room all geared up.
"You're family is here, Ellyse, okay?" Kirsty said as she came to my side and I nodded, "Breathe, girlie, breathe." I took deep breaths as the pain got worse. She moved hair off of my sweaty forehead and she grabbed my hand, Andy coming to my other side and taking my hand too. I carried on taking deep breaths.
"Ellyse?! Ellyse?!" I heard a man yell as he a red headed boy skidded into the room and to my side. Michael. I was so relieved to see Michael. He pressed a kiss to my forehead before placing many on my cheeks, "I'm so sorry, Ellyse." He said as he held onto my hand and the girls left the room. I nodded as he pressed his lips onto mine, tears streaming down both of our faces.
"I know. I'm sorry too but right now I just need to get this baby out!" He nodded as I squeezed my eyes together from the pain.
"Oh, my baby. I hate seeing you like this.." He said, leaving another kiss on my forehead. I squeezed his hand as I yelled out.
"Just one last push, Ellyse. One last big push and it's all over." The doctor said to me as I pushed, a scream escaping my lips before I felt her slip out of my body. A flush of relief washing over me as I lay my head back down and sighed, more screaming filling the room but not mine, Imogen's. She was quickly placed onto me and I held her close but not tight, scared that I might break her. Tears slipped down my cheeks as a smile played on my lips as I looked down at my beautiful daughter.
She had the cutest little nose, and adorable lips. She barely any hair on her head although I didn't expect her to and had long lashes. Imogen's fingers were so tiny but so amazing. She was precious and so innocent and beautiful and ugh, I can't even explain how much I love her even though I just met her, born only moments ago, "Hello, darling." I whispered as I kissed her little hand, my tear slipping onto it.
"Amazing, she is." Michael said as he kissed my cheek before getting a good look at her. Eventually they had to take her away to wash her and everything.
"Born on April 29th, 6:34 am." The doctor announced, smiling down at both of us as my family walked in the door and engulfed me in a hug.
"Congratulations, sweetheart." Mum said as she hugged ny tightly. I honestly could fall asleep in seconds. I'm so tired at the moment. Having children is hard, painful and exhausting but so worth it.
"Anything happened in the last few hours?" I stifled a laugh and they all looked between them, shrugging mostly.
"It's all over twitter and everything that you went into labor." Kirsty replied and I raised my eyebrows because number one, who was awake at 3 am to tell someone and number two, how does everything spread so fast? Honestly, the media is crazy.
"6.7 pounds, love. Here she is." The nurse smiled as she gently handed me Imogen, a smile appearing instantly on everyone's faces as the was placed in my arms. Still beautiful as ever.
"Thank you." I smiled as I looked down at her, my eyelids droopy but I was determined to stay awake. My finger ever so gently bopped her nose and her whole hand grabbed onto my finger as she yawned, "Does anyone want a hold?" I asked and all their faces lit up.