11-01-2015, 02:53 AM
"M-Maybe," Bailey grunted in reply. Sid helped him get on all fours. It felt a little strange. His heavy belly hung down like a pendulum beneath him. Again, he grabbed the blanket up in his hands, pulling winkles in the fabric.
They got him into position just in time. A contraction hit him and Bailey instinctively rocked on his knees, rolling against his pelvis as he pushed. Auburn curls turned into a sweaty, matted mess on his head. Individual curls stuck to his damp neck and forehead. Pain wracked his body. Bailey arched, forcing a deep dip in his spine, and his belly dropped lower towards the bed.
"Honey?" Bailey knew Sid was still back there, but he couldn't see his husband, and the anxiety of the labor just added on to the distress. "Honey, talk to me. C-Count for me, or... or something."
They got him into position just in time. A contraction hit him and Bailey instinctively rocked on his knees, rolling against his pelvis as he pushed. Auburn curls turned into a sweaty, matted mess on his head. Individual curls stuck to his damp neck and forehead. Pain wracked his body. Bailey arched, forcing a deep dip in his spine, and his belly dropped lower towards the bed.
"Honey?" Bailey knew Sid was still back there, but he couldn't see his husband, and the anxiety of the labor just added on to the distress. "Honey, talk to me. C-Count for me, or... or something."