“Well I’m your mother, I do care.” she said. I could tell she was holding back tears.
“Please call me when you go into labor.” she whispered and hung up.
I hung up the phone and bit my bottom lip. I had no idea what to do and I
didn’t even want to think about labor or my mom.
The week passed with no signs of birth coming any nearer. I was standing in
the nursery putting some stencils on the wall when I felt really quesy. I took a deep
breath and rested my head against the wall and closed my eyes. I reopened my
eyes and started putting more stencils on the wall. Without any sign that it was
coming, my water broke.
I stood in complete awe for what seemed like ten minutes until I felt a
contraction. I moaned in pain and tried to walk towards the door. I needed to call
Graham. He was at work. I grabbed the phone and dialed as fast as I could,
breathing fast and trying to keep my composure.
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