Ten months laterAstrid“Oh my God,” I breathed, staring down at my parted thighs while Adrian held my hand tightly. He also watched quietly, or maybe fascinated.“You’re doing good, Mrs. Voss. I can see the baby’s head. We just need you to push a little more,” the doctor said before flashing me a quick smile.Adrian squeezed my hand reassuringly before rubbing my hair.“You can do it, baby. You’re so amazing,” he muttered, still stroking my hair. And with the last strength left in me, I pushed — hard.And then just as quickly, a little cry filled the room as I slumped into the bed, my eyes quickly filling up.Adrian had insisted I get an epidural because, according to him, he wouldn’t be able to listen to me cry or stand around comfortably while I was in pain.Probably the best decision. I felt a little pain, but it wasn’t as severe as the first time when the contractions started.“That’s our baby,” I whispered as tears spilled down my cheeks, watching as the doctor raised the baby u
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