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"No, it doesn't," Verna assured, "And you're sore because you're probably starting to dialate," she helped him up after a bit, "alright, lets get you on the bed and on all fours... that will help a bit with the baby's head being in your hips," truth be told, it was almost painful for Allen to walk, and their plan changed to opting for the heated birthing pool. It supported Allen's weight when he got on all fours... or rather, knees on the bottom of the pool and his arms resting on the seat he'd be in later built into the pool. The warmth helped with his next contraction while Verna put on gloves. The baby's head shifted lower in his hips abruptly, bouyed by the water. Verna let him squeeze her hand through the next contraction, "Okay, I need you to relax a bit for me so I can check to make sure you're dialated in there, just say when you're ready," she said, rolling her pant legs up to her mid thighs before stepping into the pool with him. This exposed a small tatoo on her left ankle of a tribal Pheonix. When he said he was ready, she eased a thankfully slim finger in, "Well, you've got a ways to go but you're doing very good, a third of the way there," she removed her finger and threw the gloves away.