A Mothers World
This is technically part of my Uncle!Sukuna series, but it is not required to read nor do you have to read the previous parts :) this was just a little idea I had when writing part 7 that i wanted to write about but didn't know how to add naturally into the story. so instead, here's a little snippet/flashback of Chosos' birth/reader going through labor! I have not given birth or know much about it, so if there's any incorrect info or inaccurate descriptions, i apologize. I hope yall enjoy!!
36 hours. That's how long you had been in labor. 36 long, sweaty, painful hours. 15 of them, you spent alone. Well, other than the nurses and doctors that surrounded you.
By hour 10, you were already feeling drained. You just wanted him out, wanted to be done with the stuffy hospital and the overwhelming smell of chemicals.
By hour 21, your patience had worn too thin. So went Shoko finally rushed into the room, you barely looked at her before demanding to know where she had been. Shoko didn't even blink, not at all put off by your short behavior, as she told you she got on the first plane she could to get here, but could only do so so fast. She also didn't blink when you started crying, apologizing for snapping at her unfairly. She just held your hand, telling you drink water, making sure you were as comfortable as possible.
By hour 30, you were about ready to reach inside and pull him out. Contractions were bad, getting worse by the hour it felt, and you were starting to question every decision that led you to this point. Shoko smirked every time you insisted that you would never go through this again, despite having always said you wanted multiple children. She tried to comfort you with distractions, asking about work, telling you about hers, boring things like that. Nothing worked for too long.
By 36, you were pushing. Shoko stood by your head, holding your hand. You were squeezing her hard enough that she had to grit her teeth, but she didn't mention it at the time. You were screaming, barely able to hear the doctors and nurses attempts at soothing you with words. At the final push, you were sure you were about to pass out. Maybe you did. All you remember is one moment you were screaming, pushing your baby out as hard as you could, and the next, you could hear the sounds of his cries.
Between the effects of labor, and hearing your son cry for the first time, you laid in the hospital bed with tears running down your cheeks as you waited to be able to hold him. It didn't take long before you saw a nurse bringing you your baby, wrapped in a blue blanket and one of those hospital hats. You couldn't stop the tears or your smile as you carefully take him into your arms.
You smile down at your son, already falling in love with the beautiful boy. His small hand grips your finger as you gently rub his cheek, and you swear your entire world brightens when his little eyes open and he looks up at you.
"Hi my precious boy." You whisper tearfully, watching him with stars in your eyes. He squeezes your finger slightly, and although you knew he didn't know what he was doing and had no muscle control, you let yourself believe that he was saying hello back. You gently kissed his head, holding him to your chest. Unable and unwilling to take your eyes off of him, you watch as his eyes close again, the smile never leaving your lips as you look down at your world.
The rest of it is smooth sailing, and when you finally get back home, you immediately take your son, Choso, to his nursery. He wouldn't be sleeping there yet, but you had designed it just for him, and you wanted it to be one of the first places he knew. So as you sat with him in the rocking chair you had in the corner, quietly humming and watching him once again, you imagined him growing up in that very space.
Thinking about the years to come with your son made those painful 36 hours worth it in every way.
i got this idea from the phil collins song "You'll be in my Heart" lol it's short, and very vague cause i know next to nothing about child birth, but i hope yall can enjoy :)