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.
“Graham... my water broke.” I cried into the phone.
“What? Kersey?” he sputtered. I closed my eyes and beared through another
contraction.
“Labor, Graham!” I cried and finally heard a decent reply.
“I’m on my way, baby!” he yelled and slammed the phone on the hook. I
waddled carefully into the livingroom and sat on the couch. I did a few of my
breathing excersizes and realized they weren’t helping. I reached for the phone, and
began to dial mom’s number.




PS... TYPERS? Am I crazy?