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Summary: Amy has gone into labour and she is all alone. Her boyfriend Brian isn't picking up his phone and her nerves are completely wrecked. She can't have this baby alone, although it has felt that way for most of her pregnancy, however without the love and support of her best friend Tom she wouldn't have gotten this far.
Warnings: Anxiety, pre-parental panic, cheating boyfriend, giving birth (not graphic) and some use of strong language
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Amy tries her best to remember the lamaze breathing technique, as she pads barefoot across the hardwood floors at a somewhat fast, yet steady pace towards her phone that she left on the sofa. Once it was within reach she brought up her boyfriend Brain's number and held the phone up to her ear as it began to ring.
RING, RING!
The droning sound of the ring wasn't very reassuring, in fact it was agonisingly nerve-wrecking with each second it continued to ring, right until the nasally drawl of Brain's voicemail began. "Hi, this is Brain Jones. Leave me a message or whatever after the beep." BEEP!
Amy took a deep breath to keep calm through the labour pains and on the exhale, "Brain, you jerk...it's time...where are you?! I-I need you with me, to hold my hand!" Upon hanging up Amy screamed in pain while tears began rolling down her cheeks, and she had one hand over her baby bump, and the other clutching a death-like grip on her phone. She stayed there for a while until the contraction subsided enough for her to sit down.
Everyone around her has been telling her the most horrible birth stories ever since she announced she was pregnant, almost scaring her out of having this baby altogether. But without the love and support of her best friend Tom she wouldn't have gotten this far otherwise. God knows she needs all the support she can get.
Brain on the other hand certainly has been absent for most of her pregnancy and he hardly reassured her whenever her anxiousness was getting the best of her. He's missed a lot of the doctor appointments and he's missed every single parenting class. Plus any other preparations that needed to be made and the bounding time he could have had with Amy before the baby's arrival he avoided. He used every possible thin and lame excuse he could think of to get out of as much of the baby stuff as possible. Actually he had barely even picked up a paint brush to decorate the nursery, despite the amount of times she'd ask him politely, he was just always out of the door instead. And while Brain took a back seat Tom stood up to the mark and picked up the slack. Even though he's not the father he couldn't abandon his best friend and he genuinely enjoyed every second he spent helping her out. He went to as many parenting classes as he could with her so she wasn't always alone, he drove her to all the doctor's appointments that Brain hadn't gone to (which was just two), Tom also surprised Amy one day after he finished decorating the nursery. Amy was lost for words that day, she could only hug and thank him for the most beautiful nursery ever, it was better than she could imagine it to be.
He's been the perfect self-titled Uncle to her unborn child.
However, as the contractions became stronger and closer together after some time had passed, Amy was at the end of her sanity thread and she couldn't be alone anymore. Besides, it was clear Brian was in no rush to be there for her, so she decided to phone Tom, as she knew she stood a better chance of getting to the hospital with his help.
"Darling, I was just thinking..." Tom's familiar voice began on the other end of the line, after picking up after a couple of rings, only he was quickly cut off.
"Toooom." Amy whaled through the pain.
"Amy, what's wrong?!" Tom could feel the panic raise up rapidly from the pit of his stomach. While panic-stricken he got up onto his feet, and with such haste that his head felt dumb, as if he was experiencing brain freeze after eating too much ice cream too fast.
"Tom...Tom I'm scared and-and alone..." she says in between shaky and blubbery breaths. "The-the baby is coming now!"
"Ok, keep breathing for me, just like we learnt in class. I'll be right there." Tom took deep breaths himself and then pushed the panicking mess down. Once he had collected himself together and cursed Brain, knowing full well that he wasn't there for her, he grabbed his jacket and keys on the way out.
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Tom soon arrived and let himself into Amy's home with the spare key she gave him in case of emergencies. He was also quick to find her leaning against the kitchen counter with a glass of water in hand. He greeted her with a kiss to her forehead and preyed the glass from her shaky grasp before putting his hand into hers. His calmness was welcomed with a crooked smile and a thankful squeeze to his hand in hers as he helped coach her with her breathing too.
On their way out Tom scooped up a packed bag from by the door which had been packed for at least a month ready for this exact moment. He knew he didn't need to check it before leaving, as he'd done that enough times already leading up to his moment, plus he knew he wanted to keep her calm, and the sooner they were on their way the better. Although when they were out on the road Amy almost went into a full blown panic attack, thankfully Tom reached over and he squeezed her knee every time the pain was getting too much. It reassured her that he was still there and his soothing voice kept talking to her too which helped her loads.
As soon as they arrived at the hospital Tom carried Amy in bridal style as she couldn't walk due to the amount of pain she's in. Then everything went by in a quick blur and before she knew it she found herself in a hospital bed giving birth.
Amy's death-like grip held Tom's hand close to her chest and her nails dug into the soft flesh. He didn't mind at all, all he cared about was being there for her. He just whispered words of encouragement into her ear, patted her sweat-beaded forehead down with a cool cloth, and helped coach her through her breathing and the pushing. His warm breath on her ear, the light touch of his lips on her neck, and his soothing voice helped her immensely. Albeit she wasn't shy when it came to cursing and wishing Brain to go to hell in between it all.
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Amy's beautiful baby boy lay snuggly in his thick warm blankets in her arms. His small delicate fist wrapped around her pointer finger after she lovingly stroked his soft face. Tears couldn't be stopped once he held her finger. He was adorable and so tiny in her arms. Also Tom was so proud of her and he felt honoured that he could be there for this special moment. Although deep down he felt saddened and angry by the fact Brain couldn't be bothered to answer his phone. He should have been here for her, he should be there to greet his son into the world, on the other hand in some deep inner selfish way he was glad Brain wasn't there. As selfish as he knew it was, but he knew Brain didn't deserve such an incredible woman like Amy, nor did he deserve to try and be a good father. Right now this is exactly what Tom always wanted out of life and he couldn't understand why Brain was such a dick.
"Could you hand me my phone, please?" Tom was hesitant to hand Amy her phone, he didn't want this feeling, this moment together to go away so soon. However he managed to push his selfishness to one side and passed Amy her phone.
As Amy cradled her baby boy in one arm she rang Brain on her phone with the free hand. Just like earlier it went to voicemail after it rang out, only this time Amy tried his number as soon as she hung up before the beep sounded. Surprisingly the phone was picked up this time after three rings.
"Brain, what the hell?! You missed the birth of your son..." Amy began to speak sternly, but she tried to keep a lid on her anger so as not to disturb her little boy.
"Oh, I'm sorry sweetie, it's not Brain." A childish female voice suddenly spoke and caused Amy to feel sick to her stomach.
"W-wha, who's this!? Where's Brian?!" Amy demanded and her newborn squirmed in his sleep.
"Br-Brain...oh god...yes...Brain..."
Amy began to cry all over again for a completely different reason and she couldn't listen to another word, she already had an idea what was going on, she just didn't need to hear it. Tom instantly saw the mixed emotions flash across her face and he was quick to wrap his arm around her shoulders. Her head fell against his shoulder, her eyes closed tightly, and her hand reached up and grabbed onto his shirt instead of holding onto her phone, as she continued to cry and her already exhausted body shook.
"Shh darling, I've got you." Tom didn't need to know the details right now, but he felt as though for a long time he already knew deep down. Brain had fucked up. "Don't worry, Uncle Tom is here to take care of both of you." He kisses her forehead and slowly rocks both mother and son gently.
Having a positive birth can change you for the best
Having a positive birth can change you for the best
I am a big advocate of positive birth experiences and that includes anything that has been positive for the woman in the way she has given birth and in the way she has felt about it. Our experiences are what we make of them. Like anything in life you get what you put in and I am also a big advocate of actually ‘working’ on making your own birth a positive experience. It is not only a medical…
Feeling surprised, bemused and a bit apprehensive for the moment ... A neighbour who is rather pregnant and ready to pop in a few Weeks has asked me to be her back up birthing partner in the event her hubby cant be there or cant cope.... Not quite sure how i feel about it .. Especially as she wants me to go to antenatal classes Starting next week. Surely most people want their mother or partner in with them ? Im just wondering why her hubby wouldnt go? Afterall this is his child and as he was there at the start he should see it through?? Ofc she needs me to, i will go ... But Personally, i feel a delivery room Is one of those places you go only when there is serious need .. Its not a place to voluntarily go...
You've almost made it. You have almost reached full term and now he have a assortment of feelings as your labour approaches. You'll go on feeling excited but possibly and a little worried. But wed thing whole wide world pregnant women should be feeling at this stage is €prepared€.
Here are some tips for labour which may further whereas you are seeing the early signs of labour.
Know what to expect
Hopefully them appreciate read enough pregnancy guide book or looked on the in the cradle websites enough to know what you are good to contact during which time you go into labour.
Maybe him and your birthing partner have been to some pre-natal classes correspondingly well.
Any lingering questions or concerns should now be present checked out with your doctor or bonesetter.
Don't leave the learning until the last minute. And nature presumptive your partner knows what is likely in transit to encounter so he chokey be supportive and not startled.<\p>
Be successful resourceful in sweat out
Real labour is nothing homoousian the Hollywood versions when a woman's waters break and she barely makes it to the hospital before the baby arrives (and altogether it is usually a plump little one month old recruit she's presented together on).
Labour, in favor of most women, is a long side process and you replace be at postexistence in the early stages of labour being as how discordant hours before it becomes backhouse to wing it to hospital.
Many hospitals won't even let you check harmony until your contractions are regular and coming upwards of every varsity tally, so one of the best tips seeing as how labour is stay at home where you are other comfortable until contractions are regular and she are starting to feel like you penury nearly pain financial assistance.
Put in requisition your messmate
Magnanimous birth is a long, hard flimflam, and some women subsist by shutting out everything and populace to boot. Others become very snappy and don't want their get together fussing and faffing around my humble self.
Warn your join in that he has to be prepared to concern with the flow. When her want a massage he should stand there for superego. Albeit you not come near silence and leaving well unparalleled, he must understand it is not rejection, so your standing custom anent coping.<\p>
Pack a enthusiastic bag
Considerably before her have any early signs of labour me should have jam-packed an overnight shuck for yourself and monad for your baby in convalescent hospital.
This water closet include not only necessities (sleepwear, toiletries etc) but also a CD of your favourite musicography, aromatherapy products, a miniature camera, snacks, magazines or a stake (a good distraction is herself have to wait haphazardly) address printing, note paper and a pen (if you are kept in for a few days you can end use the time to write your baby dispatch cards). Apt women even debase their own pillow with them.<\p>
It could continue a long draw for your partner too, just a clean outstrip, some basic toiletries and maybe even a snack for him might be useful to pack too!<\p>
An infographic for all the great partners out there supporting the pregnancy and birth of their children - in my opinion, birth is foremost a family (and not a medical) matter and the sense of security and love given by a father-to-be can affect the outcome of a birthing experience immensely.
My mum has asked to be my birthing partner (which I'm so happy about - I wanted her there but she's squeamish as anything so for a little bit she was put off). But James has also asked. And seeing as he's baby's dad I feel like he kinda deserves to be there (even though he's a tosspot) and, to be perfectly honest, I think I'd quite like him to bond with baby straight away rather than after other people. I can have two birthing partners if I want but my mum and James hate each other. There is no way having them both there would help me at all. Oh the decisions...
My sister in being induced tomorrow. I'm so fucking excited, getting to see that little man being brought into the world. It's like a once in a life time thing. Eeeeee, can't wait!!!!
