Chapter 3

When I leave, I do not see the idiot, we join with the others as I plan to continue enjoying myself..

"This is crazy," Steve yells, "I love it!" He takes a swig of his drink.

A pain that leaves me gasping for air crosses my hips, breathing hard I try to control myself.

"Are you okay?" Asks my sun as leads me to a seat, letting a deep breath, I relax.

“I'm fine, the baby had moved abruptly,” if it had been the baby it would have hurt my belly, dancing a lot is taking its toll, “shit,” I shout this time, the pain returned and now it's stronger, “no, I'm not well,” my friends approach when they see my expression,”-it has given me a terrible pain in my hips for the second time,” I look at them, “it is supposed to be that when I feel any pain, it would be in my belly,” scared, I look at them, my breath went from the regular to chaotic.

"Let's go, we must get out of here, you must rest," says my sun quite seriously, when I get out and get into the car it gives me another heartbreaking pain, it is as if my hips were forced open.

"Oh my God," I scream, clenching my fist, when the pain passes I breathe, “I don't like this,” I scream.

"We have to go to the doctor now," Fatima urges us, my sun and my friends take me to the clinic where I will bring my son into the world, my friends and my sun will be here with me.

"Good evening," greets the doctor, "you have anticipated," he smiles, "I was expecting you next week," he winks at me amused, I am not seeing anything.

"Well, my son is stubborn and now ..." another pain gives me more intense and longer, "this hurts a lot," I say in a cry, "why do my hips hurt and not my lower abdomen?" I look at the doctor, who is next to me and smiling.

"All labor pains are not the same," he says, "but don't worry, once I can apply the epidural, I'll put it on you, you're doing fine, keep going and we'll finish this soon, you're three centimeters dilated. I'll be back in a while to check on you and put the epidural on you," I nod and watch him go.

"Aaiisss honey, how you suffer," Mica whispers, "I don't like seeing you like this," I look at her and try to smile.

"Believe me, I'm not liking this at all, it's very painful." Another pain reaches me and takes my soul.

"I can't handle this, I'll be out," says Roderick leaving.

"We're doing great, you're doing great, I'm here for you." She caresses my forehead, her hand must hurt, every pain makes me squeeze my face with great force.

The hours are eternal and very slow, my friends could not bear seeing me like this, so they left, only my sun and Fatima had remained. The pains weaken me more and more, the intensity of them exceeds all limits.

"That's right, I want you to stay still, don't breathe," the doctor says to me, the needle he's about to put me in is not funny, but it's all to stop feeling so much pain. I feel the twinge in my lower back, it is an uncomfortable pressure.

"Aaahhh, yes..." I whisper, embracing my sun, "that's much better," I gasp as I lie down, now I know that after a few minutes I won't feel more than pressure when the pains hit me.

Now you will have a good time," smiles the doctor, he never stops smiling, doesn't it give him empathy to see people suffering? "I can't stop looking at him, "this light that you see here indicates when you have a contraction," just by looking at the red light, it lights up, "you see, right now you are having a contraction and I can assure you that you will only feel a slight pressure," the truth is, I do not feel anything, "you are almost 5 centimeters, but you have not broken your water bag, you are having a dry delivery."

He position himself in between my legs and I see him take a rod that looks like plastic to the eye, "I'll have to break it for you and thus speed up the process, you'll see that you will dilate faster," I don't feel anything, I just see him tinker and put a container for the liquid.

"I'm never going to have children," I hear my friend say, looking at her, I see that she is pale, "this is not good ... Nothing good," her cowardice makes me laugh.

"It's not so bad, well, not once they put the epidural on you," I sigh more relaxed now, my friend shakes her head nonstop, I just smile.

Zero hour arrives and I am eager to meet my baby, I am desperate to meet him. "Once again, it's almost there," I push again with all my might, "that's it ... Here he is, he's a big man with a very good weight, you can tell," I hear my son's powerful cry, breathing sharply, I look at him when they place him on me. When they cover him, I hug him immediately to give him a welcome kiss.

"Ciao il mio marrone," I greet my baby.

"You have made it Wonder, you have brought our baby into the world." Francesco gives me a quick kiss on the lips, I with tears in my eyes look at my son, his jet black hair and those captivating black eyes made me instantly fall in love.

"You've brought our baby," says my friend, "he's finally here with us." She smiles happily.

"He is much desired," says the doctor, "Mr. Leone can cut the cord." My happy sun does what they ask.

"You have no idea how desired he is," says Steve, entering with our friends, they take the baby from me to prepare him and I miss him already.

Once in the recovery room, I refuse to sleep, I am very agitated, but I want to hold my son in my arms and not let go of him anymore.

"I have fallen in love, for the first time I know what true love is," my son is asleep, he is a glutton. Caressing his chubby cheeks, I sigh, "he is my life, he is my strength and my entire universe," I smile with tears running down my cheeks.

"This child is lucky that others are not, he has a strong, loving mother who would give everything for him," say my sun, approaching me, "and clearly he has us all, welcome Piccolo uomo." Immensely happy, I look at my four friends and at my sun.

"Thank you, thank you for always being there for me, thank you because despite my silence you always supported me," I sigh, "thank you for a new life." My friends and my sun surround me to admire together the new member of the family.