A nurse from Meghan's room stuck her head in and yelled for us to come quickly. Sara stayed with Lauren while April and I headed to the next room.

"Mr. Moore!" Meghan gasped.

I rushed to her side and grabbed her hand. She squeezed so hard! Sweat was pouring down her face. Her blonde hair was matted and disheveled.

"Hi, baby," I cooed to her.

"It hurts," she moaned.

"Keep breathing, babygirl," I told her. "I'm sorry I did this to you."

She looked at me like I'd sprung a second head and said, "That's silly."

"Well, then," I said. "I'm sorry it hurts."

The contraction finally eased and she...