𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡||𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧

                                    

                                          
"Come on, Y/N. Push." The doctor says. I squeeze Grayson's hand as pain surges throughout my entire body. 
                          
"Fuck!" I exclaim. Grayson removes a piece of my hair from my eyes. 
                          
"Come on, baby. You got this." He says. 
                          
I keep pushing in intervals of ten. "Come on, I can see the head." The doctor says. I keep pushing and pushing passed the "ring of fire". 
                          
"Come on, Y/N. You're almost there." Gray says. 
                          
About three more intervals of pushing, the doctor places our crying infant on my chest. "It's a girl." She says as the nurses wipe her off. Gray and I start crying a little. 
                          
"She's beautiful." Gray whispers. I nod. 
                          
"You're so strong, Y/N." Gray says and kisses me. 
                          
"Thanks, Gray. Look what we made. I can't believe it." I say. He smiles. 
                          
"I know. Our first little baby." He says. 
                          
"Grayson, would you like to cut the cord?" He nods and takes the scissors, cutting the umbilical cord.
                          
"What's her name?" A nurse asks. 
                          
"Oakleigh Rayne." Gray says. We had names picked out ever since we found out I was pregnant. I kiss her head. 
                          
"She has your beautiful hair. You're beautiful y/e/c eyes." Gray says, taking in the features of her as a tear falls from his eyes.
                          
"She has your cute nose. You're dimples." I say. 
                          
"She's not dating until she's 20." Gray says. I giggle. 
                          
"She's definitely gonna be a Daddy's girl, that's for sure." I say, making him smile. 
                          
I yawn. "Get some rest, beautiful." He says. I nod and smile.
                          
"I'm exhausted." I whisper. 
                          
"Sleep tight, love." He says. He kisses my forehead and I slowly drift off into a peaceful slumber. 
                          
Word count- 268
                          
Sorry, it was kinda short. Hope you liked it regardless. It made my heart melt lol. 
                          
XoXo,
RK