January 15th, 1984 -
“Push!” Neil cried.
Janet squeezed her eyes shut as the contraction seized her with a savage grip. Her breath stuck in her throat. Neil put his hand under her back and bent her forward. She no longer felt his hand under her. All she knew was the unbearable pressure that pushed out from inside her. She grunted then yelled out in a voice that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once.
“Okay, Janet. The baby"s head is crowning. One, maybe two more good pushes and we"ll be there,” the doctor said.
She caught her breath as best as she could. Her body felt as if it were about to split open. A cloth wiped her face. She opened her eyes and saw Neil watching her. He stroked her hair and shot her an encouraging smile. “We"re almost there, sweetie. We can do it.”
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