Chapter forty-nine🌈

                                    

                                          
~Y/N POV~




                          
By the time we reached the hospital I was in full blown labour. I couldn't believe it but Namjoon has never let go of my hand ever since.
                          
Our parents were out in the waiting room and Namjoon has been glued to my side for support. We're in this together as he keeps telling me and I believe that we are even if I'm the one about to push the baby out. He takes deep breathes with me through my contractions, he holds my hand and takes on whatever pain he gets from my sudden strength to squeeze his hand so hard. No matter what he's right there.
                          
On the way here Namjoon texted Jin to say I was in labour. Somehow and so quickly everyone in our friend group found out and came to the hospital and are in the waiting room with our parents. Jin did stop by our apartment to grab my bags that were already packed and ready for this day.
                          
Now I was just waiting to get check how many centimetres I was dilated. Hopefully i was ten centimetres and I can start pushing this baby out. See the amount of time's I've wanted to punch my nurse for saying don't push yet when my body keeps telling me too, is unbelievable. I just want to square her right in her face.  
                          
The nurse had just left the room to go get the doctor since he said I could be delivering very soon since it seems like my contractions are almost constant which could mean I could start pushing.
                          
I just want my baby out so we can finally meet him and shower him in love. 
                          
As nervous and as scared I can tell Namjoon is, he's right here beside me trying to tell me everything is okay. I know it is, as long as he's beside me then it'll be okay.
                          
"It won't be long now y/n. We'll get to meet him soon." Namjoon 
                          
I tried to smile at him but I couldn't. My contractions was adding so much pressure and squeezing Namjoons hand he winces in pain but yet doesn't complain when I know he wants to.
                          
"I can't do this.....it's too hard."
                          
I panted and he crouched down to my level pushing back some hair that stuck to my forehead through sweat. I felt so hot and in pain. I even throw up twice through this whole situation. Even when I'm told that's normal but still, it's not pleasant.
                          
"You can. I know you can. Just wait to see what the doctor said okay?" Namjoon 
                          
I nod to him breathing through my contractions.
                          
The door opens to my room and the nurse comes back in with my doctor following close behind just for the nurse to pass him a pair of latex gloves.
                          
"Hello there y/n. Shall we have a look to see how close you are to meeting this baby?" Doctor
                          
I nod and adjusted my legs to spread wider when the doctor takes a seat between my legs in his usual spot. The nurse stands close beside him and the doctor reaches down and I felt him push inside me adding pressure in my abdomen.
                          
It only lasted seconds before he removes his hands and removes his gloves just to chuck them away to the nearest bin.
                          
"We have good news y/n. Your fully dilated. It's time to get pushing." Doctor
                          
I sighed in relief and even Namjoon did too. We shared a look at each other knowing we're so close to meeting our son of the first time. I'm excited yet nervous. I just want him out.
                          
The doctor and nurse began to prepare a few things and a new set of latex gloves on. My legs were then lifted to help spread my legs wider and soon enough I was all set to start pushing.
                          
"Okay y/n. Take a deep breath and push as hard as you can when you get you next contraction." Doctor
                          
I didn't have to be told twice. I was already getting an contractions and I pushed has hard as I can, pulling and squeezing in Namjoons hand. I pushed down to the pit of my stomach as hard as I could. It almost felt like I was having a hard shit but this was so much more worse.
                          
"That's it keep pushing y/n." Doctor
                          
The nurse came to stand between my upper half and lower half. She too rested her hand on my stomach adding no pressure but would glance every now and then down between my legs or to the machine with the heart monitor that was for my heart rate and the baby's.
                          
I pushed more and more feeling weaker and weaker as I did. This felt like I was going this forever and I was tired. Why's he taking so long to come out?
                          
I was a crying mess even more. I'm tired and I'm scared and I'm in an incredible amount of pain that I never never existed before this.
                          
"Almost there. His head is almost here y/n. One more big push should do it." Doctor
                          
I slumped back tired from the pushing shaking my head in doubt.
                          
"No. No I can't. I can't do this. Namjoon you do it for me."
                          
I cried to him desperately wanting this to be over with now. Namjoon chuckles and again leans down to my level firmly holding my hand.
                          
"Baby I would if could but sadly I can't. You can do this y/n. Just like the doctor said, one more push and our baby's head should be born, okay? You can do this." Namjoon 
                          
I nodded with determination hearing his reassurance. I can do this! I can do this!
                          
Another contraction again and I pushed with all my might, with everything I had inside me to get this baby out and into the world. I could feel my down below area being stretched as I pushed down to the pit of my stomach.
                          
"There we go! The baby's head is out!" Doctor
                          
Namjoon gasped and leans to the side to peak down between my legs. I couldn't see it but I continued to push down as hard as I can. However I didn't miss the smile in his face and tears already in his eyes for what he saw.
                          
"Keep going y/n! You're doing so well! One more push!" Doctor
                          
I pushed with that one loud scream and finally pain faded and the room was filled with loud cries that was music to my ears. My son had a pair of lungs on him alright.
                          
I slumped back against the bed again and watched how the doctor lifted my son up to gently place in my chest and the nurse to cover his body with a white towel and gently wiping his face and body of all the fluids he was covered in but I didn't care.
                          
I could finally see my sons face who was still crying but calmed in seconds when he felt the warmth of my body to keep him warm.
                          
He looks so tiny and fragile. Just so perfect and beautiful. He definitely had the eyes and lips of his father for sure. I can tell that much already.
                          
Namjoons soft cries were heard and he comes over to look down at his son sniffing softly filled with all emotions of happiness any person could have.
                          
"He's so perfect y/n. Well done." Namjoon 
                          
He places a soft kiss on my forehead but stays close to gently brush the tip of his finger along our baby's cheek.
                          
Finally our little boy has entered the world and all this time Namjoon was just by my side as he promised he would be. Could life get any better than this?