(WARNING) I DID NOT MAKE THIS WHAT SO EVER, ESKIMOKISSIES HAS ALL THE CREDIT FOR THIS CHAPTER AND I WANT TO SAY THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR HELPING ME OUT.
Harry:
"Psst." Harry whispers in your ear as you swat his hand away again. The impatient boy is sitting behind you and is clearly getting bored of listening to the midwife talk about pain relief options. "Stop poking me! This is important." You whisper back, not turning around. It hadn't taken much convicing to get Harry to come along to this class with you but he wasn't paying attention to the midwife at the front of the room.
Fifteen minutes later you're in the passenger seat of the car, driving home. "Well, what do you think about a natural birth? No pain relief at all?" You ask, still a little irritated at Harry's behaviour in class. "Actually, I think you should see how it goes. If they offer you pain relief and you don't want it, don't take it. If it's unbearable, have the epidural." He answers, smug that he had a relatively intelligent answer.
You're silent for a minute, taking in what he said. It made sense and if you wanted a relaxed delivery it would be easier to just see how it goes. "That's actually a good idea..." You think aloud much to the curly haired boys delight. "See I was listening!" He exclaims, leaning over to kiss your forehead.
Liam:
"(Y/N), c'mon, lets goo!" Liam called to you, it was your first pregnancy class and Liam was eager as always. "I had to pee." You grumble as you trudge towards the front door, "Misteria or Mason is really pushing on my bladder today." ------------------------------------------------------------------ "Now everyone, water birth is a highly overlooked method of remaining comfortable and relaxed during the labor. Most hospitals do have a room with a pool, but it's a good idea to enquire about it at your tour of the hospital." The midwife had so far been very informative and all your attention wasdirected towards her until you heard the tapping of a pen next to you.
"Liam! Are you taking notes?" You whisper yell at him, the midwifes voice draining into the background. "Well, yeah. What if I forget? I like the whole water birth thing. It sounds like a good idea to me, going swimming and having a baby." He replied trying to keep a straight face - he'd never been good with jokes. "Now let me get back to my notes!"
Zayn:
"Partners, often when women are in labor, massages can help to lift some of the tension from the lower back. Ladies, turn so your back is facing your partners and I'll show you some of the best ways to relieve that pain." The midwife sat on a yoga mat at the front of the room and there were about a dozen other couples spread out around you.
You shuffled around so your back was facing Zayn and he rested his chin on your shoulder, getting a birds eye view of your ever-growing tummy. "They're going to be some big strong boys." He said, pecking the side of your cheek before sitting up again to watch the demonstration.
"You know, we can always use this after the boys are born." You said lazily, enjoying the massage Zayn had been giving you for the last five minutes. It was hard to believe that soon this same massage was going to help you through some of the worst pain of your life.
Niall:
"Excuse me, Miss? I think I've done this wrong." A voice that you immediately recognised as Niall's echoed across the room. It was your third pregnancy class and you'd been learning how to swaddle a newborn when you excused yourself to use the bathroom.
It was no secret that Niall wasn't afraid to admit his mistakes so you weren't surprised that the first thing you heard when you re entered the room was his thick accent. You and the midwife both walked up to him to see what he'd done.
"Niall, why is the leg sticking out like that?" You asked amused as you looked down at the doll Niall was supposed to be practicising on. "Ah, that is the question." He replied, "Not to worry, I've plent of time to practice!" The midwife shook her head at his goofy grin and showed him the correct way to do it.
Louis:
"I don't know why I agreed to this." Louis' face was, for once, rather shy. The two of you were at another pegnancy class, this time a video of a woman in labor. You weren't the least bit put off by the video, it was going to happen sooner or later, but Louis just did not cope so great.
The lights turned back on as the movie finished and the midwife began to explain everything that had happened. "How'd you like it?" You asked Louis jokingly, wriggling a bit so you were sitting right next to him. "Honestly, I'm glad I saw... that... now rather than being shocked on the actual day.
He lent over and pressed his cheek against your stomach, "I'm sorry Emma, but you don't look so cute from that angle." He whispered, earning a kick from the baby. " Feisty little one! At least she sticks up for herself." You say rubbing your belly proudly.
