7 months.

I've never been so happy.

I was healthy, our baby was healthy. Olly was excited about his new baby brother or sister. And Liam was going out of his mind. He even took loads of time off work and painted the baby room and build the furniture by himself.

We could've gotten a professional but he refused straight up.

I helped him in some days.

He even bought an airplane bed for Olly and painted it all himself and Olly helped.

If I knew that my life would be this perfect even after the struggles, I'd take that any day.

Olly would sit beside me and ask me if I could show him my stomach. And I don't deny. I would be on my phone and listen to him talking to the baby inside me.

I love his little talks. He'd always end up saying that he'd always protect the baby girl.

That's right, we were having a baby girl.

Liam was more excited then I was. He'd start calling her princess even when she isn't born yet.

He'd always come tired from work but will never forget to lift up my shirt and kiss my stomach.

I'm telling you, that man was going crazy with happiness.

Not gonna lie, I was too.

What I have is perfect for me.

I was on the bed and Liam was sleeping beside me.

My heart was uneasy. I've been having a contraction for the past 4 hours.

Liam was up all night with me. And then he accidentally fell asleep. He was tired.

And then I felt wet.

My water broke!

I screamed in pain waking up Liam.

He got up and I said, "THE BABY IS COMING!"

We had this plan we made over a month ago. And the plan was, he'd have to run into the room and get Oliver. Then he'd have to come back and get the bag we already kept ready.

I looked at him and he ran out and after seconds, he came back in with Oliver wearing a jacket over his pajamas.

I held my hands and called Oliver to myself.

He ran to me and asked, "Are you okay, Mommy?" I rested my head against his little shoulder and said: "Hold mommy's hand, baby." He did just that.

He was strong, and he was really good. I love him so much!

Liam ran to me wearing a shirt and a jacket over his own pajama.

He had the baby bag on his shoulder.

He wrapped a warm shawl around me and helped me up.

Olly knew how to open the car door. Liam gave Olly his keys and said: "Go open the car door and strap yourself in the back seat, Okay?" He nodded and ran from there as fast as he could.

He was also a two time champion in a race in his school.

Liam picked me up and my eyes fell to my bedsheets.

They were really wet.

I kept breathing in and out because of the damn pain.

I said, "Hurry!"

He ran down the stairs but carefully.

When we got to the car, Olly was already strapped in the backseat. I said, "Liam, I wanna sit with Olly, Please."

Liam kept me in the back seat right beside Olly.

I held his little hand and Liam asked"Olly. keys." He handed Liam his car keys and Liam ran to the driver seat and put the key in the ignition.

I screamed in pain which had Olly a little startled.

He kept comforting me"It's gonna be okay, momma." He kissed my sweaty cheek and wrapped his little arms around me.

In about 3 minutes we were at the hospital.

Liam ran out to my door and helped me out. He looked at Olly and said, "Get the bag."

Olly got the bag and we ran in the emergency room.

Nurses came running to me with a wheelchair and Liam set me down on there.

Olly held the arm of the chair and ran with me to where the nurse was taking us.

Liam had already called Curtis.

I looked up and he was standing there with a smile.

I said to him"Curtis, take care of Olly."

Curtis picked up Olly and kept him to himself.

Liam ran in with me to the pregnancy room.

The nurses put me in the bed and I had my legs apart.

They covered my bottom with a clean white sheet.

I screamed in pain again.

This was a big one.

The doctor came running and sat down by my legs.

She put her fingers in and said"You're ready to give birth. Push, Emily."

And yes, the doctor was a she because Liam couldn't stand a man putting his finger in me.

I pushed and Liam held my hand tightly. Whispering sweet words, encouraging me.

But most of it was a blur.

"Push Emily! I can see the head." The doctor said.

I pushed hard again and she said"Two more push, Emily."

I pushed the hardest this time and I felt like something just came out of me with full force.

Then I heard the sound of a baby crying.

I looked at Liam all sweaty and exhausted.

He looked at me with so much happiness. He kissed my sweaty forehead and said: "You did it, baby." I smiled at him.

He left my hand and the nurse gave the baby to him.

Oh, she was beautiful. Her eyes were just like Liams. The same sea blue shade as her father.

He held the little baby in his arms and just smiled at her lovingly.

He whispered to her"Welcome to this world."

I looked at him and slowly exhausted sleep took over me in no time.

Slowly, I opened my eyes.

I was in my hospital room again.

I saw Liam on the sofa, sleeping with Olly on his lap.

I looked at my side and there she was. My child.

The nurse came into the room, waking up Liam.

He picked Olly up and set him down on the sofa. Letting him sleep.

The nurse checked my vitals and then went back out again.

Our baby cooed.

Liam picked her up and I gave him space in my bed.

He lied down beside me and gave the baby to me. He put his arm around my shoulder and slowly pulled me to his side.

The baby opened her eyes and she was beautiful.

She had pure black fuzz on her head. She was just like her father. Beautiful.

"Mommy." I looked from the baby to Olly, rubbing his sleep away from his eyes.

I smiled and said, "Come here."

He came to me and Liam picked him up, setting him on his lap. And I said, "You wanna hold your baby sister?" He hesitated but then nodded his head.

I slowly gave the baby to Olly, making sure he supports her head. But Liam had his hands under Olly. Helping him.

Holding her with him.

He smiled at the baby and said: "She's pretty." I and Liam chuckled.

Liam looked at me and asked, "What do we name her?"

Honestly, I and Liam didn't decide the name.

We had agreed to name her when we see her in our arms.

I looked at her and a name just popped in my mind.

I asked"What about Isabella? Bella for short."

He smiled and asked"Isabella?" I nodded. He looked at her and said again"I love it."

He kissed the baby's cheek and whispered her name to her"Isabella Knight."

I reset my head on his shoulder and there was a knock on the door.

The door opened and it was Curtis with Caroline and Tanya.

Caroline smiled and held up her professional camera and said"Smile."

We all smiled and I felt like crying with love.

My family. The family of four.

Me, Liam, Olly, and little Isabella. I couldn't ask for anything more.

••••• The End •••••

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Thank you to everyone for hopping on in this journey with me. The journey of Emily's depressed life to being blessed with love.

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Love, Hope

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