A FEW MONTHS LATER
KENNEDY
"PUSH, miss, push!" said the doctor. I was covered in sweat, and my eyes were a little blurry. I had no idea how long I had been pushing. The pain is unbearable, and I think I already used up all my strength. The nurse that was assisting the doctor was squeezing my hand tightly, trying to support me during the hardest time of my life.
The room was filled with a mix of tension and excitement as I continued to push with all my might. Beads of sweat were trickling down my face, and my breathing was getting heavier by the second. The pain was intense, but I knew that I had to keep pushing. The doctor's words were a blur, and I could barely comprehend what she was saying. All I could focus on was the feeling of my body straining as I tried to bring my child into t
