"I can't, Michael I can't do this" I wail out.
He holds my hand tightly. I squeeze harder than ever before. I puff out air as pain shoots through my entire body. I feel one contraction after another. I wanted this to be over with. I wanted the baby to be rocked in my embrace. I wanted this all to be over with. It sure was not easy. I never felt like pain like this before in my whole life.
"Sweetie you can do this!" he promises me.
He kisses me on the forehead.
"I see the babies forehead push! The baby is nearly here!" my doctor tells me with excitement.
"I can't" I wail.
"You can sweetie. You can!" Michael begs of me. "Come on honey, I know you. You are a fighter. You can do this!" he promises me.
I shake my head. Tears and sweat pour down my cheeks. "Michael I can't" I mutter.
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