During the first six or seven months of her pregnancy, Tang Yu would go on business trips. Before she left, he would be very worried and give her many reminders, fearing that her old illness would relapse and that something might happen to her as a pregnant woman.
During the last few months of pregnancy, he stopped going on business trips and stayed at home to take care of the pregnant woman whose belly was growing bigger and bigger.
During this last period of time, Song Zhixing's mood was not very stable. His body was getting more and more swollen, his stomach was getting more and more uncomfortable, and his mood was getting more and more complicated. He was looking forward to it but also worried.
Fortunately, Tang Yu was always by her side. Whenever she was too worried to sleep, Tang Yu would hold her in his arms, pat her, and comfort her with a few words, and her uneasy heart would be completely calmed down.
She found that during her pregnancy, she became more and more obsessed with Tang Yu. What was she obsessed with? Probably, from the beginning, she was obsessed with the sense of security he gave her. It seemed that no matter what kind of ups and downs happened outside, no matter what kind of life she would face in the future, as long as this man was there, she could be a little turtle and curl up in his arms.
"What are you thinking about?" Tang Yu held a parenting book in one hand, leaning on the bed to read it, and rested his other hand under her head. Turning his head slightly, he saw that she was in a daze. Song Zhixing moved her position and rested her head on his shoulder, "I was just thinking, I was really stupid before."
"Um?"
"Tell me, why did I have to go through all that trouble to break up with you!" She pulled the book away from his hand and covered her round belly with her big hand. "If I had listened to you and gotten pregnant then, our child might be old enough to help with cooking now."
Tang Yu gently touched her belly and could feel the baby tossing and turning in her belly. This feeling was extremely wonderful. It was simply indescribable. He glanced at her and met her eyes, "If I had really let you give birth to a child when I was 18, you might have hated me now. So, I think the opposite of you, and this is just right now."
Everything is just right.
Neither early nor late.
Never missed it.
Song Zhixing curled her lips. She also felt warm in her heart.
"Are you ready to go to bed? I'll get you some milk." Tang Yu prepared to get up.
Before Song Zhixing could nod, she suddenly groaned and held Tang Yu's hand. Tang Yu looked down at her, only to see her face twisted in pain and her hands trembling, "I... my stomach hurts... Tang Yu, I might be giving birth!"
Tang Yu was stunned for a second, and the next moment, he picked her up from the bed at the fastest speed. As he walked out, he called out, "Sister Li! Pack your things, Xingxing is about to give birth!"
Song Zhixing was in so much pain from the contractions that her face turned pale. She clutched Tang Yu's pajamas tightly with her little hands, "Isn't it... the due date is still a few days away?"
"The doctor said the time is just an estimate."
"Tang Yu, I... I'm a little scared." Her eyelashes trembled like a frightened deer.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here. I'll be with you in the delivery room later. Okay?"
"Will you come in with me?"
"certainly."
When Song Zhixing heard that he was by her side during the birth, she felt much more relaxed. She tried to adjust her breathing, and it seemed that the pain subsided a little.
The little snow rabbit at home seemed to know that she was about to give birth, and jumped around the house excitedly.
Sister Li and she had packed the things they needed to take to the hospital a month ago. At this moment, Sister Li got in the car with the things and drove all the way to the hospital.
As a result, giving birth is not that easy. The pain lasted for a long time. She was afraid of pain. It was okay when she was alone, but with Tang Yu around, she became more delicate. Tang Yu couldn't stand her pain and asked the doctor to give her anesthesia, but anesthesia had certain risks and Song Zhixing refused. In the end, she couldn't persuade Tang Yu.
When her cervix was dilated to three fingers, she was pushed into the delivery room to wait for delivery. A group of people from the Tang family were waiting outside, and Tang Yu followed them into the delivery room and stayed by their side.
As a result, when the birth actually started, the bloody scene and her painful groans made him shiver, and he felt that every second seemed like a whole century.
In fact, he had seen all kinds of scenes, some much bloodier than this, but he did not feel any discomfort. But at this moment, it was his most beloved woman lying there. For him and his child, she was bravely enduring the devil's purgatory and bearing the pain of hell.
"Woo waaa..." When a crisp cry sounded in the delivery room, Song Zhixing was so tired that he fainted.
Tang Yu's eyes unconsciously turned red.
He walked over, brushed away the wet hair from her cheek, and gave her a deep kiss, his thin lips still trembling.
"No next time! I won't let you have a child again!" He whispered. It was also a vow.
He will never forget this scene today, and he never wants her to experience it again. Yes, he was scared, and he gave in.
"Second Master, congratulations, it's a daughter."
The doctor held the child. Tang Yu looked at the child, whose blood was still on his body and whose eyes had not been opened. His heart was filled with agitation, and the complex emotions could not be calmed for a long time.
Grateful, excited, and thrilled.
His eyes alternately looked at the tired and drowsy Song Zhixing, and then at the child, full of pity and love.
"Second Master, now that you are here, do you want to try cutting the umbilical cord yourself?"
"... I'll try." Tang Yu wasn't sure he could do it.
Sure enough, it was a very simple task for the doctor, but when it came to him, he was reluctant to do it. Tang Yu, who was always decisive and efficient, would become completely different when facing his children and wife. Finally, he handed the scissors to the doctor and said, "You should do it."
He held the baby and let the doctor cut the umbilical cord.
It was as light as a feather, and he held it in his hands carefully, as if he was holding the most beloved baby in the world.
When the doctor was cleaning up Song Zhixing, she became more conscious from her drowsiness, and Tang Yu held the child in her arms to show her. Seeing that everything was normal, she felt relieved and fell asleep again, with a satisfied smile on her lips.
very nice.
Everything is perfect.
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