As I battled the agonizing and never-ending abdominal discomfort, I saturated my clothes in cold perspiration. Before my labor, I had no idea that a simple back massage could help me feel better. When it happened again, I winced in pain, and I felt like I had the worst case of dysmenorrhea I’d ever had.
Not only dysmenorrhea but also constipation! I followed the midwife’s advice to relax by repeating the breathing mantra of inhaling and exhale, but the paint wouldn’t go away, so I requested that my child be delivered via CS. I wanted to terminate my pain as soon as possible, but the midwife denied my request, telling me that I could do it!
I wanted the individual responsible for my condition was nearby when I was alone in the labor room. While in labor, I attempted to remember my wedding day, but no matter how hard I tried, the pain didn’t go away!
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The hotel was closed to the public for a day, and rose petals were spread across the garden as part of the décor. It was the dreamiest and most gorgeous wedding I’d ever seen! I didn’t expect everything to go perfectly due to the short amount of time I had to plan.
My heart rate accelerated, and I felt a swarm of butterflies in my stomach. It felt like a dream as I moved closer to my groom! When I got to the altar, I said, “Hey,” in a quiet voice. When his fiancée began heading down the aisle, he was filled with emotion. I could tell he was apprehensive. Was he afraid I wouldn’t show up and then vanish into thin air?” While we waited for the priest, he murmured, “You look wonderful in your white gown.” I retorted, “You don’t look half terrible yourself.”
He murmured, “I’m pleased you came.”
“Of course! Dominic, this is my wedding.”
We were declared husband and wife one hour later, and we sealed the deal with a kiss! He imagined he’d be able to whisk me away from the crowd after the wedding ceremony. However, my marriage to Ethan Dominic Salcedo was a historic occurrence between two affluent families in the country who became partners.
We exhaled with pleasure after the photoshoot was through, but when someone from his past showed up a few minutes later, my face changed to sour. I could see the woman’s presence made my husband uneasy, and I wanted to kill the person who invited Hera to my wedding.
“Did you invite her?” says the narrator. It was a question, but it was asked in a way that sounded accusatory.
“I didn’t!” He responded.
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“Miss Vera, we can no longer postpone the operations,” the doctor said, and his frightening voice pulled me back to the present, where I winced in excruciating pain.
I argued, “I have to wait for him.” “You are endangering the life of your child!”
“Did you yell at me?”
“Miss Vera, don’t be so obstinate! Your baby is on the way, and your spouse will only be able to watch your second delivery,” the doctor said, glaring at me.
She moved me to the delivery room, where one of the nurses helped me lay down on the platform for my kid’s birth. After they removed the adult diaper, the position exposed my private region, but it wasn’t the time to be embarrassed.
My stomach had clenched into a ball, and the anguish had reached its pinnacle. “Do you mind if I take a quick nap?” I pleaded with the nurses to allow me to sleep to get some respite from the discomfort.
“You shouldn’t! Do you want to put your baby’s life in jeopardy?” The nurse admonished me, and I burst into tears.
I had been in excruciating pain for several hours, and I didn’t deserve to be chastised in front of everyone while being exposed!
“It’s excruciating!” While my gaze was drawn to the entrance, I grumbled.
“You can do it!” The nurses congratulated me, but I was looking forward to seeing him.
Dominic’s head peered through the door a few minutes later, and I smiled at him. Then I was in tremendous pain and had to close my eyes to get through it. Dominic jumped to my side right away, giving me the strength I needed to push our baby forward.
“The head is coming! “Push!” The doctor said excitedly.
“Ethan Dominic, I adore you!” Before I pushed my child out, I yelled at him.
“All right, push some more, Miss Vera!”
I obeyed the midwife’s instructions because I wanted the agony to go away as quickly as possible. I pushed my kid out of my stomach with all my might once again.
Before I heard my baby’s first cry, sweat trickled from my brow, and when I glanced at Dominic, he couldn’t contain his smile.
“Now that the baby is out, we should prepare to make another one,” Dominic joked as he kissed the tip of my nose.
“No way!” Except for him, everyone around me burst out laughing when I responded forcefully.
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