09-14-2017, 05:32 AM
Huge sweta was dropping down Noah's face as he strained to push teh baby down. his pushes were strong but not at all effective, just barely making things progress. Dave wiped away the sweat and heaved his upper torso forward so he could push that bit easier. "you are getting there, keep pushing, the baby's gonna come." He said and felt along the belly, smoothing it down attempting to help move the baby - then he realised. The baby's head was very high up, almost just below NOahs' stomach. The baby's breached.