bed and calls her doctor, then the maid
For the next 5 hours Jalal walked up and down the corridors with Jo, pausing every few minutes to breathe through a contraction, he was with her the whole time lending a hand when she needed support, rubbing her back through her pains and murmuring soothing little "I love you"s into her ears and making promises of more lovemaking after the baby is born .. "I am guilty you are the one who has to do all the hard work while be both had pleasure in creating the life" but apart from offering support there was really nothing he could do to make it better, making him mentally suffer through it ... She refused epidural and decided to go the natural way ... It broke him to watch her seated on the birthing ball, bobbing up and down in little movements to help the baby along into the birthing canal... Jalal could not take it any more "Baby, it is killing me to see you in pain like this, please, please, take the doctors advice, take the epidural, if it feels all wrong, we can stop and the affect will wear off" he begged quietly making a pitiful puppy eyes, Jo looks deep into his eyes sees the pain, agony suffering in his eyes and finally agree to stop the torture by taking the epidural few hours later ...Jo was finally ready and the next 20 minutes went by in a blur...Jo pushed like a champ ...Jalal had his arms around her shoulders the whole time wanting this torture to end ...and in one last tremendous effort the baby was born ...Jalal finally felt Jo's sweaty body relax against his ..as loud cry filled the room "aww Jo, she has the most melodious cry" Jalal teared hearing the first cry of their child ... The nurse handed him a pair of scissors giving quick instructions to cut the cord ...Jalal felt exhilarated, finally the nurse wrapped the baby in a pink blanket and handed the baby to them for a real look ...the baby head was still covered in blood and residual gooey stuff, but she was the most beautiful baby Jalal had ever seen ...her chubby cheeks, long fingers balled into tiny fists, pouty lips her her mom, tears rolled down his cheeks as he looked at the angel face, his eyes slowed moved to his tired wife, she looked worn out but still ethereally beautiful, her eyes glued to the bundle in his arms "she is such a beautiful baby Jalal" she gushed "she's perfect like her ammi, so perfect" overwhelmed with emotion Jalal pulls her into his arms as she melted into him ...they enjoyed the blissful moment "Jo this experience made me see what a selfish person I am, the reality of child birth has opened my eyes ... I have only respect for women ... no more babies for us baby, I don't think I can go through seeing you suffer this much ever again, I am never coming near you again without a condom"
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