Chapter 0237
Josie kneels on the floor, Deacon sitting in front of her so she can wrap her arms around his shoulders for support as she sways her hips gently, and I rub her lower back. This has been a favourite labouring position for her with the others, and it seems this labour is no different. We switch places occasionally, each of us taking turns to support her the only way we know how.
When Josie makes an almost growling sound we all share a look, we know that sound and know what it means. Luke presses the call button on the wall, letting Art know Josie is ready to push. Dot and Art slip into the room silently and stand by the door. As usual, Josie had been adamant that they don’t get involved unless we need them, and they respect her wishes, observing and ready to step in if needed.
“I am so proud of you,” Deacon says softly as Josie grips his shoulders and pushes with a groan.
“You are amazing, Beauty,” I tell her, rubbing her back again once her contraction passes.
Mason takes my place at her back, so I can get in position to catch the baby and lift him between her legs when he
comes.
After a few more contractions, the first baby’s head is out and the whole world seems to slow as her next contraction hits and I hold my son as he slides from her body. Josie lifts him to her chest with a relieved sob and the room falls into silence as we all wait for that first cry which comes seconds later.
Elijah has hair as dark as Josie’s, but his features are all mine. It’s strange to see such a small version of myself, and even stranger to know there is another one coming that looks just like him.
“6:31, congratulations guys,” Dot calls out, giving us the time of birth as she comes over to quickly check the baby and clamp the cord.
I cut it with trembling hands, and then I wrap my arms around Josie and our son.
“Thank you,” I whisper to her, “he’s absolutely perfect.”
“Welcome to the world, Elijah,” Deacon says.
“He’s the tiniest and most adorable baby I’ve ever seen,” Theo sniffles.
“Well done, Angel, another perfect baby for us to love,” Mason says.
“You truly are a Goddess,” Luke praises.
“Can I check him over?” Dot asks once we’ve all had a few moments to admire the baby.
Josie nods and reluctantly hands Elijah over to Dot.
“I’ll be as quick as I can,” she reassures as she takes the baby away to a table at the other side of the room.
“Can I check the progress of the second twin?” Art asks, but Josie cries out in pain before she can answer.
“Is it supposed to happen this fast?” Theo asks.
“It can, yes, this is fine,” Art reassures.
The second baby is delivered quickly, and he is perfect but silent. Art rushes forward with a towel, rubbing Jensen vigorously until he lets out a garbled, angry cry. The whole room sighs in relief.
“He’s okay, just a little shocked because of how quickly he came out,” Art says as he clamps the cord and I cut it before he whisks the baby away.
“Go with him,” Josie pleads and I nod, letting Luke take my place beside her as I follow Art.
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