Kaden was tired after a long session of pushing on and off. He was eager to get the babies out, weary after a few passing hours. He was also eager to hold their children. It seemed as though the babies would never come but he did not lose hope. Staying hopeful was something that he was soon giving up on but tried to never give into the urge to stop pushing. The lives of their children was on the line. He did not want dead children on his hands because of giving up. He would never stop. Never. Not even if he was too tired. Life was hard at times.

Kaden groaned in agony, trying to get the baby's large head to emerge. He panted heavily, struggling to push. He cried out whenever the unborn child had started moving around, causing his nerves to dance with pain. He wanted the pains he felt to simply stop but it never seemed to do that. He gripped his legs where his upper thighs were, holding them tightly with his hands which were shaking beyond their control. Life seemed to be like more and more of a true struggle. "God! .. I feel like I am tearing!" He screamed in pain.

Kaden panted heavily, trying his hardest to focus only on pushing. He listened to his beloved Sam speaking, nodding for a minute or so. He gripped his legs, giving gentle pushes like Sam wanted him to. He was tired but focused on what he needed to do. "Ow! .. ow .. owww ...!" He groaned in complaint. His stomach moved beyond what Laden had truly wanted, causing him to grip it with a shaking hand. "I don't think I can do this." He felt a bit of relief as Sam massaged his aching hole.

Kaden cried out from time to time, trying to stay on the alert. He groaned in agony, trying his very hardest to push for as long as he could. He gripped the covers of the bed, panting heavily and with much effort. He clenched his teeth together tightly, feeling weary and desperate for each of the children to be born soon. He whimpered in between pushes, wanting to give up but did not do that, not when the triplets lives were on the line. He was both scared and happy at the same time but the negative did not out run the positives. Not at all. He was tired as a dog after so many hours of pushing on and off. 

Kaden groaned in pain, feeling his body giving into the urges that flowed through him. He gripped his upper thighs, trying his very hardest to push forth the first child of the impatient triplets. He cried out in distress, becoming desperate. When he felt the shoulders he panted heavily, using his strength to guide him through the discomfort. He cried out once more, feeling the shoulders pressing against his pelvis, causing him to groan. He felt as though the rough pains known as labor would never ever stop. He whimpered, feeling tired and weary. Life was so much like a powerful wave of despair that he did not think that he would ever make it through it. When his hand was placed between his legs where the baby's head was he expressed a smile, feeling proud of himself for being brave.

Kaden nodded at his lover's words of encouragement, taking in a few deep breaths into his screaming lungs. He cried out from time to time, trying his very hardest to get the first child out. He panted heavier and heavier with each breath taken,  managing to get one of the emerging shoulders out from behind his narrow, suffering pelvis. He cried out once more, managing to get the second shoulder out as well which would be the hard part finally being over and done with. He whimpered as his body began quivering as he pushed with so much exertion. He grunted and groaned, managing to get the rest of the baby's large body out of his small hole.

Kaden smiled happily, getting choked up because of the first child's birth. Tears of happiness streamed from his eyes. He was blessed and proud, holding the little son in his arms in a gentle way. He was beyond what happy was, feeling as if he was truly blessed to have his lover and their first child in his arms. He gently hummed, feeling proud of that. He was eager to birth and welcome the last two into the world as well. Life was like too much of a struggle but he was not regretting anything. He gently kissed their newborn son's head in a fatherly way. He was also eager to be in the presence of such great people that were his son and his lover as well. He felt happy and loved.