We've been home two weeks now. I've been spending my time making everyone finish the nursery but not actually doing any work myself. The boys painted the room and we've had the carpet fitted. Mike's spent his time fitting furniture together and swearing in Scandinavian seeing as that's where the furniture was shipped from. But it's all finished now.
Matty has been Skyping and calling me everyday in case I've gone into labour. He's also reporting into Brittany every evening on the baby's progress. Alan has been texting me three times a day asking 'Bitch, is it out?'. Mum is panicking about everything that could possibly happen. Vivian and Vincent have been buying anything with the colour blue on it. It's all actually kind of scaring me.
I'm meeting Jaime today for lunch. I've been trying to keep busy because at home I feel like I'm slowly going insane. I walked into the place we were meeting and waited to be shown to my table. I saw Jaime and smiled widely. He stood up and wrapped me into a hug. "Hey Kay'," he grinned.
"Hi," I smiled and sat down.
"How you feeling?" he asked as he passed me a menu.
"I just want this baby out so I can get back to being sexy again,"
"Mike told me he thinks you're hot,"
"Mike's fucking weird though," I muttered.
"I know. And your child is going to be so weird," Jaime teased.
"I can't wait to see him, what he looks like. Do you think he'll look Mexican?" I thought.
"Obviously," Jaime smiled. "You're Spanish and look how dark Vic and Mike both are,"
"I hope he doesn't look like my dad," I frowned.
"What happened with your dad?" Jaime asked carefully.
"Oh," I sighed. "He just left after I was born. Stuck around for maybe a year tops before he just disappeared. Packed his bags up and refused to pay maintenance. I never saw him again," I explained.
"I'm sorry," he muttered.
"It's okay," I told him and squeezed his hand. We pulled away when the waiter came and we ordered. I sat back in my chair and looked at him.
"He won't look like your dad. He'll look beautiful like you and handsome like Mike. And he's going to get all the girls," Jaime told me easily.
"Thank you," I smiled.
"Have you been thinking of names?" he asked.
"Kind of," I shrugged. "We know we're going to give him Michael for a middle name. But we keep on disagreeing on the first name," I told him.
"Decided who's going to be god parents?" he winked.
"Hmm . . . I don't know," I joked. Jaime playfully glared as our food came. "You know I love you," I told him.
"Shut up, Kay'. I'm eating," he replied.
When we'd finished we walked outside. Jaime was giving me a lift home. I got into his car and he started driving. I turned the radio up and hummed along. As we reached a set of lights I felt a pain in my hips. I gasped loudly and looked down. I felt my underwear become wet and a watery, peach coloured fluid leaked all onto Jaime's leather car seat. I started panicking and hit Jaime's arm. "What the hell?" Jaime asked. He looked at me and huffed. "What have you done?"
"Jaime," I breathed.
"All your juice is on my seat!"
"You idiot! They're my waters," I rushed. Jaime looked at me and back at the road again, then back to me.
"Shit," he muttered. "What do I do? Who do I call? I need advice!" he yelled urgently. "Fuck, fuck, fuck,"
"Take me to the hospital," I told him.
"Oh God. Oh God. Okay," he sighed. He started driving faster. I got my phone out and called Mike. I waited but he didn't answer.
"You bastard," I muttered as I got another contraction. I gasped and grabbed Jaime's shoulder. Jaime winced but carried on driving. I called Vic and waited.
"Hi Kay'," Vic said.
"Vic," I muttered.
"You okay?" he asked.
"I need you to get my bag from home," I told him.
"What?! Are you in labour?!" he rushed.
"Yeah," I muttered. "Jaime is driving me. Just meet me there please," I begged.
"Sure, I'll see you soon," he told me. I put my phone down and sighed. I saw Mike was calling and quickly answered.
"Sorry babe, I had to talk things over with my manager," Mike told me.
"My waters broke," I winced.
"Shit, where are you?" he rushed.
"I'm on the way to the hospital. Jaime's driving me,"
"I'll meet you there," he told me.
"Okay," I nodded.
"I love you, Kay'. I really love you,"
"I love you too," I said.
"We're here," Jaime told me. I looked up and saw the hospital. Jaime parked up and helped me out. We went to the doors and I saw Vic pull up with Abby. They got out and Abby hugged me.
"How are you?" Abby asked quickly.
"It hurts," I told her.
"Come on, lets get you inside," Vic said. He took me inside and put me in a wheelchair. He wheeled me up to maternity. I started breathing deeply as another one came. Jaime and Vic explained to the woman. She took me to a ward an gave me a gown. I got changed and laid back on the bed, breathing heavily.
"Why does it hurt so fucking much?" I spat.
"They've told us to wait outside. Only one by the bed. So Abby can stay until Mike gets here," Vic explained.
"Okay," I nodded. "Thanks guys," I told them weakly. They left us and I took Abby's hand. "I want Mike," I told her.
"I know," she nodded and I squeezed her hand. A midwife came and started examining me. She frowned at me and straightened up.
"You're only a few centimetres. It's going to be a while yet," she told me. "Remember to breathe and if it gets too much you have gas and air," she reminded me. I nodded as she walked away. I gripped onto the bed and grabbed the gas and air. I inhaled deeply and sat back on the bed. I looked up and saw the only person I wanted to see. Mike rushed over to me and pulled me to him.
"I'll wait outside," Abby told me. She left and I clung onto Mike.
"It hurts," I told him.
"I know, babe," he soothed. "But you can do it. I know you can," he told me softly. I pressed my lips to his and took his hands. I squeezed them as I winced in pain again.
"I love you," I said urgently.
"I love you too," Mike smiled and hugged me to him.

Notes

Hey! What did you think? She's going to have the baby! Any ideas for names? Predictions? :)