Eve.

We were currently at the hospital and the contractions had not stopped. I was seated on a hospital bed and I focused on the television that was showing the news. I rubbed my stomach in a circular motion hoping that the pain would lessen but that proved futile.

I was in a really foul mood. I don't know why.

Maybe because everybody kept asking me how I was feeling or maybe because I wasn't feeling better. I don't know but I was angry. I wasn't angry at anybody and I wasn't angry at myself but I was angry.

"Darling,it would be dangerous if you delay the birth more." Mom...