Mason
I went to the bathroom where I saw her hunched over the toilet with her was awoken by the sound of Delilah vomiting. I got up from the bed and forearms supporting her up. I smiled and asked "Are you okay?" She turns to face me. But her face wasn't happy. She had that 'don't fuck with me' type of face and she asked sarcastically "Does it look like I'm okay?"
"Well damn Ma I didn't mean it like that"
"Look, I feel like shit right now can you just not right now?" she said with an attitude getting up on her feet once again.
"Okay," I said, going to the sink to brush my teeth. She flushed the toilet then went to the other sink, rinsed her mouth and grabbed her toothbrush. After we had done our daily routine. She stopped me for a second before I walked out the bathroom and asked for a kiss. I gladly gave it to her and she said "I'm sorry for acting like that. I haven't had the best of mornings and they are keep getting worst"
"I understand we've been through this before I know how to handle you now"
"But I promise to try not to lash out on you"
"That's fine with me. I understand it isn't that easy. Sometimes the meds work sometimes they don't but I know we will get through these seven months together." I said before I kissed her once again. The doctor had given her two antipsychotics meds that won't harm the baby for her and stuff like that also so she won't end up ripping my head off. The meds are called "Adderall. She would rather take these then electrotherapy so we stuck with them. So far sometimes they aren't on our side and well she does have her days.
By the end of the 20th week we went to Dr. Carson to get an ultrasound to find out the gender and get our results from the carrier screen that we did a week ago. When we went to the office Dr. Carson asked Delilah "so how have things been?"
"Sort of okay"
"The barfing?"
"Yep...and nightmares...so yeah"
"Figured but they will go away with time"
"I know"
"Okay so I'ma need you to lay down so we can take a look at this little one"
"Yay I'm so excited to see"
"Were going to try to find his or her heart beat"
"Okay" I scooted closer to her as Dr. Carson lifted up her shirt showing my little baby bump. She took the clear gel and put it on her belly which made her shiver but I was used to it by now. We looked at the screen and she searched around and found the beating heart. Dr. Carson smiled and said "So the sex of y'all baby...is a boy." Our faces lit up with happiness and I cried tears of joy.
"Okay so I got your results back from the carrier screening however there's good news and bad news which one would you rather hear?" she said while she wiped the gel off her belly. Our smile dropped "what do you mean bad news?" I asked.
"I think you should get the good news first...you passed to be a carrier aka you can carry a full term. The heartbeat is normal also the date of the pregnancy that is expected for you is going to be on January 29th" We both looked at her like she was crazy but we were frozen in shock. I then asked "are you serious?"
"Yes"
"That's a day before my birthday"
"For real?"
"Yeah I'ma be thirty"
"That's crazy"
Delilah wrapped her arms around my neck into a tight hug and said "I'm so happy for us"
"This is the best birthday gift any father could ever receive" Isaid crying tears of joy.
".... however...there is bad news Delilah. You're at risk of passing along your Bipolar Disorder "
"What the hell what how!?"
"Calm down, miss and I'll explain. Don't panic look.... this is a 50% possibility because your other children wouldn't have had it but it skipped so therefore your current child may develop it so I strongly suggest that when he hit around five, you check to make sure it's not in harm" She broke down in my arms.
"It will be okay," Dr. Carson said, trying to reassure her.
"No it isn't! I don't want my son to suffer from what I went through growing up, I lost so much because of this illness. For a long time I was depressed not knowing why. I don't know what will happen to my baby! You won't understand my pain until you have this fear of your own child"
"I know I understand. I understand completely. But it wasn't your fault. You didn't know why you felt the way you were feeling the ways you were feeling. But we have a chance to catch it early with your child"
"But it can be mistaken for other things especially at a young age. I don't want my baby to be stripped of his childhood because of this illness"
"That's why we are going to keep a close eye on him. But I have a fear that this news will get to you and you will develop an anxiety disorder throughout this pregnancy if she doesn't seek help for it."
"But we got a marriage counselor though"
"A marriage counselor can help your anxiety. If you don't talk to a professional then you will also suffer from extreme postpartum depression after the baby is born and you go through the pregnancy untreated the baby can suffer from premature birth and or low birth weight which will make it possible for the child to have behavioral or emotional problems. so I highly recommend you get a psychiatrist" Dr. Carson explained to meher "Baby please do this for us" I pleaded with her.
"Okay i'll do it...for us"
"All I want for you, is to sleep more and worry less."
"Okay"
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Delilah has been in the hospital since eight this morning because she started to have contractions right when she woke up. I took her to the hospital and went to work. So it's now 5:50 and I said I was going to be on my way here because I didn't want to miss this chance to cut the umbilical cord. I'm still mad that I didn't get to cut Isabella's because her mom did. When I got into the room, just in time, I asked "What's going on?"
"Baby," Delilah said, holding her stomach.
"Are you the father?" the doctor said stopping me from going
"Yes I'm her husband"
"Well your wife wants to hold off the birth until Dr. DeLuca is available" the doctor said to Jay.
"What the fuck! Why do you want to do this?"
"Because I want our doctor to deliver Max not anyone else"
"But it can cause you pain"
"Just give me the pill and I will be fine I won't be in pain"
"No Max can't wait, you will only be in more pain"
"Fine then let's do this." I said finally giving into it. I couldn't wait to see my son. So after twenty minutes of pushing my baby was born into this world. Wil got to cut the cord then they let me hold my son right after they cleaned him up. Wil was crying as well as I.
"I can't believe this this is the best present I have ever received before my birthday" he said as I
gave him a kiss.
"Happy birthday my love"
"Thank you"
"And happy birthday to you too our little Max" I kissed his forehead as I breastfed him. Max was born at 6:30 at night.
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