In case you missed it, start here at the beginning. Part I.
The next day was about the same. Her parents had a few more visits scheduled since it was the day before Christmas Eve. They hadn’t booked any visits from the 24th of December to the 27th. That time was strictly for their family, they had said.
Katy was glad that she wouldn’t be going with them to see her brother and his wife on Boxing Day. She had talked with her mom about it and they had agreed that it would be best for Katy to stay home.
“Did you want me to stay with you, honey?” her Mom had asked.
“No, of course not. I’ll be fine. I’ll just watch movies, drink water, and go to the bathroom. It’s not going to be very glamorous.”
“I know. I just don’t want you to be alone.”
“I’ll call and let you know if anything unusual happens, but the doctor assured me it would be at least another week.” She purposely omitted the fact that she had felt like she was in labour for three hours that afternoon. From Julia’s research, pre labour could happen for weeks before hand. Then again, Katy was now certain that the baby had dropped the other day. She hadn’t been certain the day of the Christmas concert but she was now. Even her reflection in the mirror looked different so she made sure she didn’t draw too much attention to her belly.
Katy was watching another movie just after lunch when the twinges started again, but this time they felt a little different. Stronger and bigger, all over her belly, not just in one area like they had been yesterday. She lay on her left side and forced herself to relax. She could have seven more days of this. Julia had said that was normal for first time moms. She was just glad that nothing had happened at night. Yet. She kept track of the contractions on her phone and they persisted after the movie was over.
She heard Julia in the kitchen, preparing for supper. She managed to haul herself out of bed and shuffle into the kitchen when another contraction hit. It stopped her in her tracks but it only lasted for about fifteen seconds.
“Heh, Jules, are mom and dad home for supper?” She spoke after the contraction had passed.
“No, they’re having supper with the Robinson’s tonight. They’re big supporters and they’ve been friends forever.”
“Yeah, I know who they are. Look, I’m sorry, I snapped at you before. I’m so sick and tired of being huge and uncomfortable. Oh, and I just want you to know that I think I’ll be going in to the hospital to check things out.” Julia spun around to look at her.
“You’re in labour?!” she gasped.
“Well, I think it’s just pre labour. I just want to make sure it’s nothing since it’d be better to get it checked before the holidays officially start.”
“They take holidays at the hospital?” Julia asked.
Katy shrugged. “I don’t know. I just want to make sure nothing’s happening. Okay? Don’t tell Mom, she’ll freak out and I don’t need that right now.”
“Yeah, no problem. Want me to come with you?”
“Nah, it’s fine. I’ll be fine. I’ll have something to eat and then go.” Katy shuffled to her bedroom as another contraction started. She stopped until it passed.
‘Yeah, this isn’t it. But better safe than sorry.’
She changed out of her sweatpants then went to sit in the kitchen and talk to Julia as she made her magic in the kitchen. They laughed over memories from Christmas’s they had spent together as children and Katy brought up the homemade decorations that were hanging on the tree. Julia remembered far more than Katy did and she was a good distraction for a woman dealing with annoying contractions.
Katy just picked at her supper when Julia served her a plate. “I’m sorry, Jules. It’s delicious, but I’m just not hungry.”
“I bet you’re in labour,” Julia exclaimed. “Wanna bet?” She reached out her hand to Katy.
“No, I’m just..nervous. I actually feel a little better. I think it’s because you helped me relax with all your made up stories.”
“They are not made up! Anyway, here, I’ll help you up…” She stood up, reached her hands out to Katy and helped her up. “You are off to the hospital! If you’re in labour, promise me you’ll text me right away.”
“Yes, mom,” Katy wrinkled up her nose and gave her a goofy grin. She headed to the bathroom one last time before grabbing her jacket and purse and heading out to her car.
The hospital was a a short 15 minute drive away even with the heavy traffic. She only had one contraction during that time and it seemed to be getting weaker.
‘Good,’ Katy thought. ‘I’m not ready. I’m ready to not be pregnant but I’m not ready for a baby!’ She parked two blocks away since she had spent hardly any time on her feet that day. She could handle the ten minute walk.
Once in the ER, the nurse phoned up to Labour and Delivery and sent her up a few minutes later. “Good luck!” she told her.
“I’m sure it’s nothing,” she smiled thankfully at the nurse.
“Heh, if this is your first, you’re probably right, but better safe than sorry.”
“Thanks.” Katy walked to the elevator and took it up to the third floor where they were expecting her. She changed into a gown and climbed into a bed, keeping her purse and phone nearby. A nurse came in and strapped a monitor onto her belly and a few seconds later, Katy heard the familiar thump-thump, thump- thump of her baby’s heart beat.
She smiled. This was the best part of being pregnant. Well, almost as good as the healthy, fast-growing hair.
“Sounds good?” she asked the nurse.
“Yep, everything looks good,” she said after looking at the read out. “The doctor will be in to see you in a few minutes, okay? Just relax, you’ll be fine.”
Katy shivered. Now that she was in here, in the actual Labour and Delivery unit where her baby would eventually be born, she was nervous. She grabbed her phone and texted Tyler before she could think twice about it.
“Heh. How are you? Are you working?” A few seconds later, she got a reply.
“Yep. Busy night. How are you?” Katy wondered how much she should tell him. She knew he would be there in a matter of minutes if she asked him. But why would he come? To see her or to admire her pregnant belly?
“Just freaking out. Nervous about labour. Not ready for baby.”
“Don’t worry. You’re a natural.”
“How would you know?”
“I just know. I know things.”
Katy smiled. He sure did know “things.”
“Thanks for chatting. I feel better. Have a good evening.”
“Sure you’re ok? I can talk,” Tyler responded.
“Yeah. I’ll be ok. Thx.” Katy tucked her phone into her purse as the doctor walked in. He snapped a pair of latex gloves onto his hands and instructed her to pull up her legs and drop her knees. No, “Hello, nice to meet you, I’m Dr. So and So.” Nothing like that.
She felt him insert his fingers and she grimaced as he poked around. She felt like his fingers were as high as her belly button and she wanted to tell him to take it easy. Instead, she turned her face away and clenched her jaw, fighting back tears.
“Sorry, I know that’s uncomfortable. Just checking as much as I can.” He stood up and pulled the gloves off, looking at them as he did so.
“This looks early. You’re only one to two centimetres. I’d say it’s probably still another three, four days. Maybe even a week. Busy night, gotta go.” He threw the gloves into the garbage and left the curtain open behind him.
Katy tried to kick the blanket down over her legs since the doctor had left her totally exposed. She focussed on the thump-thump, thump-thump of her baby’s heart rate and took a few slow breaths as her tears threatened to spill over. There was no way she wanted to do this alone. But she had to. She had got herself into this, she would make it through the worst of it on her own.
The cheerful nurse came into her room to unstrap her monitors.
“Baby sounds good and strong. I’ll probably be seeing you in a few days. You ready for that?”
Katy wiped her eyes and shook her head. “No, not really.”
The nurse lay her hand on her shoulder and smiled kindly at her. “Heh, it’s okay. Don’t worry. I know it’s scary the first time. I’ve given birth twice myself and I’ve probably seen about two thousand births since I’ve been here. You’ll do fine.”
Katy forced herself to smile. “I hope you’re right.”
“I am. It’s important that you listen to me. Your belief in yourself and your body is what’ll get you through this delivery.” Katy nodded as the nurse continued. “Remember, women have been doing this for hundreds of years.”
“Right. I’ll do my best to remember that when I’m in full blown labour.”
The nurse laughed. “Heh, ask for Candy the next time you come in. If I’m here, I’ll be sure to help you out. Do you have a labour coach, boyfriend, friend, mom to be here with you?”
“No,” Katy said quietly.
“That’s okay. All the nurses here are excellent coaches. If I’m not here, someone else’ll take good care of you. Now, get yourself dressed and go enjoy Christmas. Then come back and have this baby, okay?”
“Sounds good,” Katy nodded and smiled at Candy. “Thanks for everything.”
“No problem. See ya!” Candy breezed out of the curtains and Katy reached for her clothes that were in a bag on the chair. She slowly got dressed, thinking about what Candy had told her. She would need to trust her body and herself. God had designed her body to deliver a baby. If she could get pregnant, she could deliver a baby.
Only thing was it had taken two to get pregnant.
The story continues here with Part 12.