The pain is incredible. It feels like I'm getting stabbed with a thousand knives at the same time. I knew that giving birth would be painful but this... This is harder than I thought. My belly, my back, my head... Everything hurts. And I'm sweating as fuck. But who wouldn't after almost 14 hours of labour? At least I am lucky enough to have my boyfriend here. Due to covid many women had to give birth without their partners this year but the hospital allowed Jadon to come with me. And he really does everything to make me feel better. He constantly holds my hand and right now he's softly tapping on my face with a cold, wet sponge, removing my sweat with it. As the next contraction hits me I scream loudly and start crying. "I don't want to do this anymore. It hurts so much.", I whine to Jadon whilst the tears run down my face. He taps them off with the sponge, then moves it to my forehead again and says: "I know you can do it, darling. Our prince is almost there. Not long to go. I'm so proud of you. You can do it." That gives me a little more power and so I manage to push harder than before as the next contraction comes. At the same time I squeeze Jadon's hand very hard and it really feels like I'm breaking it. As the contraction ends the midwife says: "I can see the head already. You're almost done. Come on, you can do it!" and she's right. Two contractions and hard pushes later I hear a baby cry loudly. My baby. Jadon's and my baby. Our son. Jadon looks at our little child for a second, then looks me in the eyes. His dark eyes are filled with tears and loads of love. He strokes over my cheek, feathers a light kiss on my lips and then whispers: "You did it, Luna. Our baby boy is there. I'm so proud of you. So, so proud. And I love you so, so much!" I start sobbing loudly and put my hand on his neck to pull him in for another soft kiss. Then the midwife asks Jadon if he wants to cut the umbilical cord which he does. Then I finally get to see and hold our son. The midwife carefully puts him on my naked chest and now I start crying even louder. I just can't believe that our miracle his here. I place my hands on his small body and softly stroke over his skin. Meanwhile Jadon hunkers down, puts one arm around my head and places the other hand on our baby boy's head. Our miracle's crying becomes more quiet until it completely stops. Now he just looks confused. But very beautiful. He is Jadon's exact twin except for the eye shape. He got that from me. Jadon again feathers kisses all over my face and whispers: "I'm so proud of you and I love you, mummy." I chuckle quietly, kiss him for a second and then answer: "I love you too, dadda." which makes him chuckle as well. I totally concentrate on Jadon and our son and don't mind the doctor and midwife whilst they take care of the afterbirth and my injuries. My little family is just everything for me right now. Only as we get asked what name we'd like to give him I look up again. Jadon and I smile at each other for a moment, then I turn to the nurse again and say: "Louis Nael Sancho."
Some time later, I don't know hoch much time later, we're back in my room. I'll have to stay until tomorrow. Right now Jadon and I just lying in my bed, watching our miracle. After he was weighed and washed and examined the nurse brought him here and told us to see of he'd like to drink. And that's exactly what he's doing now. It's fascinating and unbelievable. Like... About an hour ago this little human was still inside of my belly and now I am holding and nursing him for the first time. Jadon softly strokes over my shoulder and my upper arm and whispers: "I can't believe he's here. Like... That's our child, Luna! And he's so beautiful!" I lean even closer against him, turn my head to kiss him intensively and then answer: "Yes he is. He's looking just like you. He's a mini Jadon." My boyfriend smiles, connects our lips again and then says: "Except for the eyes. He's got them from his gorgeous mum." I blush a little which makes him smile even brighter and then look at our son again.
As he's done drinking he falls asleep. I want to keep holding him and take care of him but at the same time I'm incredibly tired. Jadon seems to notice and kisses my forehead before saying: "Come, sleep a little darling. You need the sleep. I'll watch him." I agree and Jadon takes our son and puts him in the baby bed right next to us. I look at his little face one last time before I move a little to get into some comfortable position. Jadon also moves a little until we both have found the perfect position. Once again Jadon kisses my forehead and I happily snuggle up to him. Only minutes later I fall asleep with a big smile on my face, dreaming of my family.