My poor Vivi had just fallen asleep after a very long day of trying to calm me down. I was in the process of childbirth. I had taken a million walks around the mansion, I had eaten some nice meals to help calm me down. I'd taken a shower and I'd been laying in bed with Vivi now for several hours. I would occasionally change positions and try to calm myself down. I was in pain. But at a certain point, the pain became more intense than I honestly ever expected.

"Vidal! Vidal! Get off the bed! Get up! Move! Go! Hospital!" I screamed, smacking my alarmed and half-conscious husband.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! It's... is it... what's happening?! The baby?!" He said, getting up and blinking vigorously.

"Yes!" I screeched, grabbing the pillow and mangling it as my contraction hit me harder than ever before.

I just started screaming without a shred of hesitation. I didn't care anymore. Someone needed to get this child out of my body before I died.

Vidal picked me up, carrying me out of the mansion and to the car. He sent a text in the family group chat that I was in labour and we arrived at the hospital to find Ava already there. She was going to deliver my baby for me.

"Ava please! Get my child out of me!" I screamed when Vivi put me down on a bed that they started wheeling into the delivery room.

"It's okay, Kiara. I promise you, we'll get her out as soon as possible." Ava said calmly. I didn't bother reminding her of the possibility of the baby being a boy, I was in too much pain and distress.

It felt like eight centuries of listening to Ava give me breathing instructions as well as telling me when to push and counting for me. The entire family slowly trickled into the private delivery room that Vidal had paid for.

Momma and Vidal held my hands, and Daddy watched nervously from afar, telling Ava to help me. He looked scared for me, which was super sweet but generally not helpful. The guys were really nervous, all of them standing far away and freaking out as they watched.

"You can't like... make it stop hurting her?" Theo asked Ava.

"Shut up, Theo." Ava said.

"Got it." Theo said with a nod, not daring to interrupt again.

"Ava! Ava please! It's too much!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face.

"No. It's not too much for my strong girl. Look at me, baby. You've got this!" Vivi said, kissing my forehead as I squeezed his arm.

"It hurts." I cried.

"It's ok. You've got this, Kiara. It's hard. It hurts. But you can do it!" Juliet said.

"Come on, Kiara. Just a few more pushes." Ava said.

I screamed as I pushed again and Ava smiled.

"Amazing. Breathe, Kiara." Ava said.

"I can't do it!" I cried as Momma hugged me.

"I know it feels like it, Kiki. But just breathe, and then push. Breathe, and push." Fifi told me.

They started counting for me and helping me through every second of it. Childbirth took serious strength. It was the worst pain I'd ever experienced and in the moment it felt like I would die before it ended. I was sweating, crying, screaming. I was a mess.

But then with my final push, after three hours of being in this hospital, my baby's cries filled the room. I let out a loud sound. I wasn't really sure if I was screaming or gasping or just calling out for my baby girl. But anyway, they put my little angel on my chest immediately and I saw Vidal cutting the cord.

I held on to my baby. My little miracle and I looked at her perfect little head of red hair like her father's. Vidal was immediately by my side. He was looking down at our daughter like she was the most unbelievable thing he'd ever seen. Nothing in the world mattered anymore. I had my baby in my arms and that was all I needed.

I felt a contraction and Ava told me to push. I did it with my cutie in my arms and finally delivered the placenta. I was finally done. And I'd take all the pain in this world for my little girl again and again if I had to.

I examined every little feature on her perfect little body. She was still all red and puffy, and her head was a strange shape, but me and my baby had just been through a lot. She was a little mess just like her momma. Ava helped wipe her down, then she took her just to weigh her and measure her.

I had a serious case of shivers. I was trembling like crazy. My whole body was vibrating. It was from the exhaustion of this very long day.

"Alrighty, this tiny little one wants her momma and her daddy. Doesn't she?" Ava cooed, handing my angel back to me.

"Hey, baby. Sh.... It's ok. Don't cry, my love. Mommy's here." I whispered gently. She opened her eyes and looked out at the world. I wasn't sure if she could see anything, but she was calming down.

"Momma's here. Did you recognize Mommy's voice, Angel?" I whispered gently.

"What about Daddy?" Vidal whispered softly. "You remember what Dada sounds like?"

She was very quiet now, her eyes open and she was staring out at the room. She had her cheek against the exposed part of my chest.

"Put her under the hospital gown, Kiara." Ava said.

Vivi helped me get my Angel under the hospital gown. I stroked her cheek as she looked at her father. I still wasn't sure what she could see but she was definitely focused on Vivi for now.

"Hi, Princess." Vivi whispered. "You have red hair just like your Dada, don't you? Are you gonna have Momma's eyes? Huh? My beautiful little princess."

Everyone was very excited to meet her. But in the rush of getting to the hospital, we'd forgotten all my stuff at home. I sent the girls to get me and my baby some stuff, as well as getting Vidal a change of clothes since he was still in his pyjamas. The boys all went out to get us all food and Vivi and I had some time with Aurora. Ava checked in on us every few minutes, but she left us alone for the most part.

After a while of holding her, she started to move around. My angel started making sucking motions and nuzzling into me.

"I think she wants to eat, Kiara." Ava told me when she came to check on us again.

I smiled and gave my baby exactly what she wanted. She found what she needed by herself, but I helped her out a little. I stroked her forehead and her cheek, examining her little face as she ate. Vidal gave her his finger and she held onto it.

"She's perfect." Vidal said softly, kissing my forehead.

"She is." I smiled. "Once she's done trying to fill her tiny belly, you can hold her properly."

"You hear that, Princess? You'll have some Daddy time." Vidal said softly.

The way he looked at us was special. Both me and his daughter. He was just so happy with us in his arms. He seemed like his world was complete.

"Look at those tiny fingers. Those little toes too." Vidal laughed. "So beautiful. Like her perfect momma."

I laughed and Vivi gave me a kiss.

"Don't go stealing Momma from me, got it, Princess? I still need some time with her." Vidal chuckled.

By the time everyone arrived, Aurora was done nursing. I was now sitting with my back against Vidal's chest, and Aurora was against my chest. Vidal was playing with my hair with one hand and his other hand was playing with Aurora's little foot. I slowly drifted off to sleep in his arms and I knew he would make sure Aurora was alright.

I was just so exhausted. But that peace and bliss didn't last. I was woken up and so was my little Angel so they could see how I was doing. When I woke up, Vidal was right beside me with Aurora laying against his bare chest. She was asleep. But the nurses also woke her up to check her vital signs and they did the same for me as well as checking me down there to make sure things were fine.

I fell asleep again after the check in. Everyone was gone, they had met her while I was asleep and they left already. Momma was still here though. She was asleep on the couch. Her presence calmed me a little, she had been through this twice, so she knew what she was doing and she'd help if I had questions.

They kept waking me up every few hours and I began to want to smack someone. Vidal gave Aurora back to me after the fifth check in and my baby calmed me down. Vidal fell asleep once he went back behind me to hold us both in his arms. I stayed awake though, holding Aurora in my arms and watching her as she found her peace in my arms. She was so perfect.

The nurses told me she was doing well, which helped me relax more despite how irritated I was with their constant check ins.

After Vidal woke up from his little nap, he got to work on getting her birth certificate and all the things we needed to get done before we went home. Then, we were finally both conscious with our baby in our arms again. Vidal was amazed by Aurora's little fingers. He loved having her hold onto his finger. He thought it was the most adorable thing in the universe.

At one point my angel yawned and Vidal watched in amusement.

"Woah, look at that yawn." He laughed.

We watched her in awe, both of us were wrapped around her tiny little finger. My angel started crying a little while after that yawn and I stroked her cheek.

"Hey, Shh... no, no. Momma's here." I whispered, letting her nurse if she needed to. It seemed to do the trick.

To be honest, I wasn't really sure what I was doing, but I was figuring it out and my angel was really helping me out with getting to know her and what she needed.

I never imagined the amount of emotion I'd feel all at once during those first twenty four hours with my baby. I was ecstatic about having her in my arms, I was exhausted after such a a crazy experience, uncomfortable in the hospital bed and frustrated with not being allowed to sleep without interruption. But overall, love was the most overwhelming emotion. I had the love of my life holding me and his daughter and I had my precious miracle in my arms. I was in love. I had my perfect little family and I felt at home.

It took a lot of strength to get through that experience, but I did it. In the end I was happy more than anything, with my husband, my baby and her little fingers. Something about seeing all ten of her tiny fingers was very mesmerizing.