Being nine months pregnant and expecting your babies anytime soon is driving me crazy. I could not handle waiting until I gave birth to know the genders of my babies, so I checked earlier. I found out I was having a boy and a girl. I was very excited. Ama and my brothers turned the third room into a nursey for my babies, and I broke down in tears when I saw it. Ama's mum made it a mission to get brownies for me since I was always craving it. I had my support system with me, and although my brothers were not happy when I told them everything, they were still there for me.
I had to beg them, especially Giovanni not to book a flight, and go after Lucien. I did not even want him to know about the pregnancy. I had contacted one last time, and his personal assistant threatened me. I was also very relieved when he did not pick up the phone, because I did not want him to be involved. I did not want my kids to be raised in a hateful environment, and I was scared he would attempt to take them from me. Of course, he would first accuse me of cheating until he checks their DNA, then he will know they are related, then he might try to take my kids from me. It is he threatened me. Maybe, he thought I wanted to beg me since he had me blacklisted, but that is not the case. I want nothing to do with him, but I also didn't want to deny my kids of their father when he is alive and well. I would live in regret for the rest of my life, which was why I attempted once more. My mother also felt he had the right to know, which he did, but there was no way I was going to find a way to talk to me anymore. I had already been threatened, and I want nothing more than my children being okay. They have me, they have their aunt Ama, they have their uncles, and they have their grandparents. My sister-in-law, Rose had also been by my side since she had two kids. She sometimes followed me to the hospital for my checkup. My family always made sure I had someone. Right now, my mum is staying over because I am four days past my due date. I have no idea why these babies don't want to come out. I stand up from my bed when I feel a wetness. "Mum! I think I ju-"
"OH!" I shout when I realize my water just broke. My mum rushes in with Giovanni, and I don't even have to ask what he is doing here, he holds me, and my mum brings the bag. My brother takes us to the hospital Ama works at, which is also my hospital. I hear my mum telling Ama that my water just broke. I groan a little, and I notice the panicked look on my brother's face. I almost laugh at the way he is driving, and the way he looks scared, until I feel a contraction.
My mum informs my dad, brother and Ama's mum. When we reach the hospital, I am taken in. I see Ama, and she talks to my mum. We finally meet my gynecologist, and I mentally thank God that she was around.
"Are you the father of her baby?" the sweet nurse asks my brother. Immediately, I say, "God forbid. He is my brother." The nurse apologizes for her mistake when she looked at our faces marred in disgust and notices the resemblance we share.
Labor is a blur, and I have nothing more to say than, "This might be my last pregnancy." I remember saying it while being told to push. The pain we were told happens during labor, is nothing compared to going through it. I mentally cursed Lucien with every fiber of my body. Why did the woman have to be the one to bring babies into the world? The pain is so unspeakable, but becomes worth it, when I hear the cries of one baby. My mummy smiles, and says, "It is a boy. Goodluck baby. You can do this." I find myself drifting out of consciousness, and I push my baby girl finally. I smile when I see my son and daughter beside me. I tear up, and I notice I am feeling lightheaded. I hear the noise, and I see nothing.
I see my brothers, sister-in-law, nephews, Ama, parents and Ama's parents in front of me when I wake up. I look up at the in confusion, and they cheer when they see I'm awake. I see the balloon my nephews are holding that says, "Congrats mum."
I tear up, and my mum tells me I am okay, that I was just losing a lot blood. I ask about my babies, and my brother, Giovanni and Ama bring them to me.
I smile when I see the perfection in front of me. They are beautiful. I cannot wait to leave this hospital with them. "Are they okay?" I ask.
Ama nods. "They are perfect. You were the only one who scared us, but you are fine mama." I smile, and Rose, my sister-in-law goes to get the doctor. We are all gushing over the babies, and I can't seem to know who they look like. Yet. I sigh, and when the doctor asks for their names, I say, "She is Gianna Leilani Evans, and he is George Lucian Evans."
When she asks about his dad, I tell her he is absent. She sends a sympathetic smile my way, which I want nothing to do with. I am happy with my kids. I do not care about Lucien anymore. They are my joy and pride.
After two days, my babies and I are finally discharged from the hospital. Everyone fusses over me, and it makes me smile. When I take them to their nursery, I take several pictures of them. They are just so cute, and their very obvious curly hair is so beautiful.
If you ask me, they both look like me. I hope. I don't know who they look like yet, but I see my features in them already. Grayson has dark brown eyes like me, and Gianna has her father's light brown eyes.
I feel a pang in my chest that my kids will grow without their father. I always had my father, and I wish my kids did too.
I clear my thoughts, and breast feed my babies while thanking God that they are healthy.