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Calder felt the eggs shift around in his belly, four left, seeming to form an orderly line, waiting to emerge into the world patiently. He was getting better at contractions and pushing. The next contraction came, and he managed it like the last, getting the next egg out in one contraction. And the next. And the next. Four eggs in four contractions. He was damn proud. There was just one left, but it hadn't positioned in his pelvis yet. "Caleb, the last one is always the worst, I'll do it on the edge of the bed," he said as his boyfriend helped him to the bed. He waddled, even though his belly was almost gone entirely. Maybe it was just the pain from his stretched hole making him waddle now. He sat on the edge of the bed, legs spread, controlling his breathing during contractions, but the final egg hadn't dropped into his pelvis. It was a big one, and it was taking it's time.