My Husband Hit My Pregnant Belly While His Mother Screamed “Again!”—Then I Raised the Cast-Iron Skillet and Made One Decision That Changed Everything
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Chapter 7 / 10
Chapter 7 - The BirthTwo weeks later, my labor began.
It was early.
My hands shook as Natalie drove me to the hospital.
“I can't do this.”
“Yes, you can.”
“What if something happens?”
“Then you'll have doctors.”
“What if—”
Natalie grabbed my hand.
“Rebecca.”
I looked at her.
“You survived the worst night of your life.”
She smiled.
“You can survive giving birth.”
Hours later, my daughter arrived.
A tiny cry filled the room.
I sobbed.
The nurse placed her against my chest.
“She's beautiful.”
I looked at her.
Her eyes were closed.
Her tiny fingers curled around mine.
“Hi, baby.”
I kissed her forehead.
“I've been waiting for you.”
Natalie cried beside me.
“What are you going to name her?”
I looked at my daughter.
“Grace.”
“Why?”
“Because we survived.”
May you like
I held her closer.
“That's enough reason.”
