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As I laid in bed my two most recent favorite days some to mind, I smiled as the beautiful memories coursed through my mind...

Johnny and I have been trying for a baby for so long now. We've went to the doctors and they said it just might not happen. I was starting to believe it but I got hope as I missed my cycle. I haven't told Johnny and here I am, holding a pregnancy test in my hand. I shake slightly and my heart beats faster as the feeling of nervous nausea takes over.

This happened once before, my cycle being late, but I wasn't pregnant. I really hope that isn't the case again.

The test beeps and I take a deep breath as I shake so much almost dropping the test.

And I look at it... "Oh my god." My hand goes up to my mouth as I sob out.

Positive. I'm going to be a mom.

I was planning on making a cute little surprise, but as I sob tears of joy Johnny comes running into the bathroom clearly worried about me.

"(y/n), what's wrong?" He asked, kneeling down by my side.

I coughed a bit when I tried to take a deep breath, so I would be able to say something. I smiled softly and shakily hold the test up. He looks at the test and a large smile comes across his face and I see some tears appear in his eyes.

"Oh my god, (y/n), we're gonna me parents." He said before pulling me into his lap.

I sniffled a bit and buried my head in his shoulder. I laughed as I stop crying. Johnny pulls away and moves his hands to my waist and rubs his thumbs across my stomach.

"Our baby." He looks into my (e/c) eyes.

"Our baby." I whispered, leaning in and our lips collide...
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I woke up in the middle of the night with a painful cramp in my stomach. Braxton hicks contractions (aka false labor) contractions happen every once in a while so I wasn't worried. Plus, it was nearly a month before the baby's due date.

I fell back asleep after scooting closer to Johnny.

15 minutes pass and I feel another pain, and the baby kicks hard only adding to the uncomfortable feeling. Johnny moved around as he woke up. He then laid his head on the side of my chest and rubs my large baby bump his hand always rests on as we sleep.

"Stop hurtin' your mum." He whispered tiredly. I laughed quietly and turned to face him.

I started to fall asleep once more, Johnny's arms were still wrapped tightly around me, but I'm not that close because of the large mass on—well, in—my stomach.

Once again, another pain hits me as the baby kicks; y stomach being right up to Johnny's he feels it as well.

"They're very strong." He said before patting my stomach as he chuckles sleepily. 'So are these fake contractions' I thought. It's so weird, the most I had ever gotten were two within 30 minutes. I started to get worried, these felt different, and such a distinct pattern too. I decided to wait and see if it happened again.

Sure enough 15 minutes pass and another sharp pain hits me, a bit harder this time. I think I'm in labor. I don't know how to tell Johnny without freaking him out, so I just said it.

"Johnny, I think I'm in labor."His eyes shot open and he looked from me to my stomach and back at me.

"Wait, now?!" He sayid sitting up quickly.

"Well, it pro-"

"But it's so early!" He says, practically jumping out of bed.

I groaned. "Johnny, I'm not giving birth right now, calm down!" I said but it doesn't have much effect on Johnny, as he was running around trying to pack a bag. To be honest, it's quite funny. I'm enjoying watching him run around like he's the one in labor. But I'm just sitting here calm as can be; the baby isn't coming any time soon.

I slowly stood up and walked over to him. I carefully touched, he spun around at the contact. "What are you doing?! Sit down-"

"Johnny, calm down!" I said.

"But it's almost a month early!" He said, turning around to pack the bag again.

"Johnny!" I yelled.

"Calm down." He said, turning around once more.

I laughed. "Me calm down? You're the one frantically packing a bag." I gestured to what he was doing.

He took a deep breath and walked closer to me, hugging me. "I'm just worried, all of this is new to me."

"I'm the one who's carried this child around for eight months, gained weight, can barely move, and need to pee constantly. I think this is new to both of us."

He smiled and kissed my forehead. Just then the baby kicks again, reminding Johnny about the situation we are in. He looks back into my eyes. "Can we go now?" He almost pleads.

I laugh again. "Johnny, I've only gotten 4-" a contraction cut me off "-5 contractions, and they're spaced out." Johnny seemed a bit unsure, as he saw me go through one. "Johnny, I'm fine." I whispered, smiling.

"I know, I'm just worried. I just want you two to be okay." He whispers back.

My heart melts a little bit when he says the two of us. I can't wait to have this baby in our arms soon. "Trust me, Johnny, we will." I giggled, planting a quick kiss on his lips.

"But honestly, can we go soon?" He asked.

I groaned again. "You just ruined the moment!"

"I told you, I'm worried!" He said.

'Oh my gosh' I glared at him. "I'm fine! And the bay is too!" I said.

"But it's so early." He said.

For what feels like the millionth time today I groaned. "Not this again."

"Yes, this again." He went back to packing the bag.

'Lord we fight like a old married couple'. "Johnny!" I yelled very loudly.

"What?!" He said, clearly annoyed and worried.

I grab his shoulder. "We are both fine, and this baby isn't coming any time soon."

And just like that, one hard kick later my water breaks. I mentally groan and slap myself 'You need to be kidding me?!'. It didn't take long for that bag to be packed. Johnny picked me up, literally running to the car. Even if I'm kind of annoyed of him and his panic this is hilarious to watch.

He started the car and takes off, a little faster than he probably should. He grabs his phone and fumbled with it a bit. "Hey, dad, it's me." He swerved around a car.

'Johnny!' I shrank into my seat a bit, scared.

"(y/n)'s in labor." He said quite terrified. He starts yelling nonsense into the phone and I roll my eyes as I reach over to grab it.

"Hey, it's me." I said.

"Oh, hey, (y/n), you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm good. I'd almost think Johnny's the one in labor, not me." I laughed.

I heard a chuckle from the other side of the phone. "Hey!" Johnny said from next to me. I laughed a bit but it was cut off with another more painful contraction. It's nothing I couldn't handle, but I groaned a bit in discomfort.

I guessed Johnny notices and sped up a bit, making a sharp turn, way sharper than I feel comfortable with right now.

"I hate you for teaching Johnny to drive like this." I said into the phone, tightly clutching to the seat with my another hand.

"Johnny, slow down! I don't want this baby—or either of us—getting in a car accident." I screamed at him.

This must he hilarious for BD, because I heard him laugh again on the other side.

"You two are hopeless. We'll call you again when the baby is actually coming." I glared at Johnny.

"Okay, (y/n). Tell the kid to hurry, I want to meet them." He chuckled.

I laughed as Johnny said. "No, not now!"

"Okay, I will, see you then." I hung up.

Soon, to Johnny's relief, we made it to the hospital. They brought me inside to a room and had me lay on a bed. They checked how far in labor I was; I haven't had many contractions but I was already dilated a 5.

Another one soon hit me, hard. I grabbed the bed railings and my face scrunched up as I cringed. "Ow."

Soon enough it was almost time. I was so nervous, yet excited. I looked over to Johnny to see him looking quite pale.

"Hey, you okay, Johnny?" I asked.

"Yeah." He just nodded.

"What's wrong?" I asked, grabbing his hand.

"I'm just nervous." He said, looking up at me.

"What is it with new dads and being nervous? I'm the one giving birth here." I laughed. He smiled and pulled me into a hug.

Again, a contraction hit me. I squeezed Johnny because he's what I was currently holding. It goes on like this for a few minutes while poor Johnny is suffering my arms wrath. 'That hurt like a b%tch'.

"Sorry, Johnny." I said, taking a deep breath.

"It's okay. You're stronger than you look." I laughed.

He went and called everyone, telling them that the time is getting closer.

The doctors soon came in, telling me that I need an IV and blood test right now. I've been refusing, and I guess I thought I would get away without having one.

"No." I said worriedly, shifting nervously in the white bed.

"But you need one to see if you and your baby are healthy." They said.

I vigorously shook my head in disagreement. Needles and my blood being drawn come to mind, and the familiar feeling of anxiety and fear sets in. I heard the heart monitor speeding up and many other doctors ran in the room. It started to get harder to breathe. So they put an oxygen mask of some sort on my face. 'I hate needles' I thought as my heart still raced.

Johnny came running in the room with a Doctor. He came to my side and hugged me, looking into my eyes. I instantly stared to calm down as he tells me that they won't hurt me.

"Ma'am, we really need to do this, now." He said. I looked up at Johnny, still shaking a bit.

"Hey, it goin' to be okay." He said, holding me tighter.

I took a deep breath and whimpered as I feel the two needles go into my skin and veins. The one nurse covers the IV with a bandage so I don't see it. The other quickly draws blood and also covers it up.

At least now the painkillers can set in because another painful contraction courses through my body. I groan loudly over and over, finally it ends. I exhale sharply, I haven't felt pain like this in a long time.

"She's dilated a 10. Ma'am, it's time." The doctor said.

My stomach did summersaults, and I'm guessing Johnny's is too. I grabbed Johnny's hand and smiled.

"We're almost there, Johnny."

His eyes teared up. "You can do it."

"Okay, I'm ready for a baby."
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It's been a half hour. I squeezed Johnny's hand, hard. I'm honestly surprised I haven't crushed it but I could honestly care less right now (sorry Johnny😂)

"AAAAHHHHHH!" I yelled as I pushed. There's only one thought in my mind right now 'Ouch'. This is worse then the torture I got before I came here.

"F%ck!" I yell. I usually didn't swear because of the saying to not swear in front of the baby, but I could have cared less.

I bet Johnny could too; he's nervous out of his mind, and his hand was getting the life squeezed out of it.

The same process was repeated over and over; push, push again.

Once more I did it. "AAAHHH." Then the pressure is released from my stomach. I was confused for a moment, but then I heard a cry. At that moment tears came to my eyes, and all of the pain I was going through was forgotten.

My hand slowly released its grip from Johnny's. Johnny is staring at the other side of the room where our baby is.

Our baby.

It repeated in my head over and over again.

The doctor turns around holding a blue bundle. "It's a boy." He said, walking over to me. Is this really real? My hands shook as he gets closer. The last few feet feel like a lifetime before he slowly puts our son in my arms.

I looked at the little bundle, and sniffled as more tears form in my eyes causing a few to fall. "He's beautiful." I whispered. I looked over to Johnny too see him staring at the little baby in my arms with tears in his eyes.

"Hold him." I said, holding the small baby out. He looks unsure for moment before I set the baby in his arms. "Support his head." I carefully moved my arms away.

Johnny smiles as tears rolled down his face. The little boy opens his (e/c) eyes for the first time to see his father. I don't know how much more my heart can take today. I've fallen in love with another guy today; it's the love of my life and mines son.

He looks up at me."We did good, didn't we." He said.

"Yes, we did." I said as Johnny leans in to kiss me. The baby squeaks in Johnny's arms, causing the two of us to laugh quietly.

"What do you want to name him?" Johnny asked me.

"I like Joshua." I said, still smiling.

"It's perfect. Just like our family." He said.

And just like that more tears rolled down my face; happy tears.