"Alright Gracie, I think it's time for you to get in the bed now." The doctor tried coaxing my mate from the birthing ball she was currently perched on to no avail. Instead of responding with words she glared at him and made a sound much akin to a hiss.
"I mean, if the ball helps with the pain, she can stay a little longer, right?" I bargained with the older woman, pleading with my eyes that she please not make me fight with my laboring mate.
"Alright, but at this point she's going to have to squat on the floor to deliver because the contractions are so close together that if she isn't having the urge to push now, she will soon."
"That's actually good, gravity can help move the babies out, and squatting is a very good position to deliver in." My mom piped in. She'd been a nurse for ten
