"You know that moment? When your baby grabs onto your finger and you know, from that very moment you're responsible for the life of this tiny human."
"You can do this! Come on Ari." Everett encouraged her on, as her grip tightened around his hand and her nails dug into his palm.
"I'm trying, you jerk! Have you ever tried pushing a baby out of your body?" She screeched. Everett gulped, before responding with a shake of his head. "Then shut the eff up and feed me some ice chips."
"Okay Ariel," the doctor said,"I need you to push one last time. Make it count." The strain of it was starting to show on her face.
After three very painful hours of labour, Alaska Grace Rivers was born, weighing 5.7 pounds with a golden mop of hair and sea green eyes.
Holding the newborn baby in his arms for the very first time, Everett placed a kiss to her tiny forehead and whispered,"Hello baby."