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