I lay in my bed holding my son waiting to deliver the placenta when i feel another wave of pain hit my like a brick wall
"Oh god there is another one" I say trying to figure out how i am going to push out a second baby.
I reach over and place my baby boy in th bassinet i have stored next too my bed and try to get back up in a squat but my legs protest
"I guess i will have to push you out the old fashion way" I say to my surprise baby.
The next contraction starts quickly and the urge to push is overwhelming. I grab my knees and pull them towards my chest and push, curling around my now slightly smaller but still huge belly and push with the strength i can muster up. I dont feel much movement unlike with the first and when the contraction ends, i grab the mirror and try to see why but nothing is visible yet.