I heard mumbled voices, and felt worry and concern spiking through the bond.
“I’m fine,” I said, as I noticed that my lips felt weird. “Stop worrying.”
“Everyone calm down,” Quinn said, his voice clear.
Thank the cosmic universe for betas, I thought.
“We’re going to get you prepped for a C-section.” I could hear Dr. Lim’s voice hovering beside me, although for some reason I couldn’t look up. “I don’t like how your blood pressure is dropping and you haven’t dilated past a four.”
I grumbled. I didn’t want them cutting into me. I didn’t want to recover from that on top of the regular recovery.
Another contraction hit me, making everything spin away.
But I also didn’t know if I had the energy to actually push Poppy out. I was bone weary.
“We could give you an epidural and break your water to see if that speeds things along.” Dr. Lim touched my wrist, the same one with the IV of liquid nutrients attached. “But once we break your water, we open you and Baby up for infections. We’ll have a limited time to see if it’s helping enough to progress your labor.”
“And if it’s not?” I huffed.
“Then we’ll do an unscheduled c section.”
Another contraction hit, bringing with it a double dose of weariness. My body felt woozy and dizzy. I rolled my head sideways without raising it up from my arms, and looked blearily at Dante, Colton, Halos, and then at Quinn.
Fear, and then love and strength poured into me from the bond.
“You can do this,” Halos said, touching my arm. “We can get through this every step of the way.”
“We’ll hire some extra help around the house.” Dante winked at me. “Piece of cake.”
Quinn nodded. “Statistically speaking, omegas have a lower rate of having C-sections but then they have higher recovery times. It’s because of your hormones.”
“I guess that settles that,” Colton chuckled.
“Okay.” I blinked and next thing I was looking at Dr. Lim. “I trust you.”
Dr. Lim left, and sent some nurses in. They prepped me with a higher painkiller by taking out my IV and inserting a new one, which helped me feel a little more aware of what was happening. Some nurses came in and got really personal with my ladybits, shaving me at the top. I could almost hear Dante making a joke about how they could at least be giving me a full shave, and that was enough to take away the discomfort.
I remembered being a little girl and my mother saying that after she had three kids, she was no long shy of her body. Now I understood. Between Dr. Lim checking to see how dilated I was, and the nurses coming to shave my bits, there was no concept of personal privacy.
Chapter Thirty Two: Luna
*trigger warning: Luna has a C Section in this scene. If that upsets you, just skip to the next chapter when they are in the recovery room. If it helps, I had the scene checked by three people who didn’t feel like the surgical descriptions were graphic, but I wanted to give my readers a chance to skip over the scene if they would prefer ??
Fifteen minutes later, and they were wheeling me into the O.R. All the members of my pack were allowed to be there for the delivery, one of the benefits of being at an omega hospital. My men had all scrubbed up and donned their ‘theatre clothes’ in preparation.
The O.R. lights were bright. For safety reasons, they had me lay with my arms open. They put warm air-filled bags on my arms, though, so it felt sort of nice. I laid on my back, closing my eyes. Through the bonds, I felt nothing but strength coming my way.
The anesthetist told me what was happening – at one point I had the sense of saliva pooling in my mouth, and the nurse at my head held a suction tube in case I threw up.
Wonderful. But due to the painkillers, I didn’t feel anything but pressure from my waist down, and I couldn’t see anything because there was a white divider separating me from seeing what was happening. Dr. Lim told me I’d see my baby in a short while.
I floated. Dr. Lim started the procedure, and I blessedly felt nothing except love and support coming through the bonds with my pack.
“Are you ready to meet Poppy?”
“Yes,” I whimpered. A second later, Dr. Lim lifted my baby up so I could see her over the white divider.
Tears welled into my eyes. The love I’d felt for Poppy through the entire pregnancy swelled up inside me. This was my baby. We’d done it.