Liliana
LILLIANA
I step into the Kitchen and thank the goddess. I find Ember and Alma both spin to face me as my waters break,
“Grandpa, call Dad and Xander and get them here NOW, and find a cleaner to mop this floor.” Ember’s Perfect Russian accent is making an appearance. I’m still amazed at how perfectly she does it.
“I’ll clean the floor; I’ve texted Oriana too.” Lia comes in wheeling a mop bucket. Thank the Goddess she and Ember were sorting the charity comforters with Alma today. I can hear Nikoli yelling into his phone as Alma and Ember get me to the downstairs room set up for delivering babies.
It was an office with an en-suite, but between Ember and Oriana, they decided to switch it. The office was never used anyway, and Alma was happy as she was fed up with dusting the boring room.
“Let's get you out of your wet things.” Alma peels my wet leggings and panties down my legs, ‘modesty really goes out the window during childbirth,’ then sits me on the edge of the bed while Ember switches my t-shirt and bra for one of Mika’s old button-ups.
“In the bed, Mother dearest, wiggle to the middle.” I glare at her,
“Let’s see you wiggle when it’s your turn, brat.” She just smirks at me as she lays a sheet across my legs,
“Feet up to your bottom, Lily,” Alma says as she sticks her head under the sheet just as Xander walks in. I feel like I should be embarrassed, but at the same time, a contraction hits,
“How’re things looking, Alma?” he asks, smiling at me while setting a case down on the side table as if they are talking about a cake, not my vagina.
“Good, not fully dilated yet, which is also good,” Xander nods, then heads towards the bathroom to wash his hands.
“Let’s do a quick ultrasound to check that the babies are in the correct position and get heart monitors on.” I don’t see what happens on the scan as another contraction hits,
“Hold my hand, Mother, but wait until it is Dad’s to squeeze hard enough to break it, yeah.
” Says Ember with comfort and humor in her voice.
Once the contraction is over, I chuckle at Ember’s words.
My contractions come thick and fast, and I don’t notice when Ember leaves my side until Mika whispers in my ear.
“Time to push my love, time to meet our babies.” His voice is full of emotion as he speaks against the shell of my ear, and I manage to kiss his lips before a more intense contraction hits.