Later that week, we walk into the hospital and Allie takes control since she knows practically everyone here. If someone was made to live in a small town, it’s Allie. She’s so bubbly and personable, I’m sure people wonder what she ever saw in me enough to sleep with me.
“So this is a breathing class?” I ask when we step into the elevator.
“Lamaze, but really it’s just a birthing class. Something to help prepare. Which—” She cringes and touches her stomach.
I cover her hand and step forward. “What?”
“Oh sorry. Nothing. But I was thinking we need to talk about our birth plan. I’ve communicated to Stella that I want to try for a natural childbirth.”
“Does that mean no drugs?” I remember when I was a rookie, a lady went into labor and I was first on the scene. She kept saying not to give
