Mia is past her due date.
It's getting to the point where she can hardly stand the waiting. Draco being home for his paternity leave has helped, but he's also quite anxious. He did, however, have a brilliant idea to relax tonight: a lovely dinner much like Valentine's.
And Mia could use the relaxing. She's been feeling off all day...
It's getting to the point where she can hardly stand the waiting. Draco being home for his paternity leave has helped, but he's also quite anxious. He did, however, have a brilliant idea to relax tonight: a lovely dinner much like Valentine's.
And Mia could use the relaxing. She's been feeling off all day...
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She leans on Draco for a moment and softly pants through a contraction.
They don't hurt, not the way she thought they would, but they are overwhelming.
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"This isn't as bad as I thought it would be," she tells him.
And then she remembers...
Oh yeah, she did wish for an easier labor, didn't she?
She smiles sheepishly and, to explain it, adds, "Guess he's finally making his grand entrance."
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In the meantime, he stroked her hair, and started to softly sing, 'Here comes the sun, do-doo-do-do. Here comes the sun.'
Granted he was slightly more partial to the Stones himself, but he liked some of their work well enough, and knows how much she loves their songs.
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But the singing just makes Mia laugh and she playfully pushes at him.
"No, that's too appropriate," she says. "Oh, but that does feel good. Could you please put my hair up?"
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Draco then smirked before helping put her hair up, one of his hands lingering to rub the back of her neck.
"Made you laugh though."
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She hums a happy little "mmmm" to him in agreement as he rubs her neck.
A few moments later, the only sign she gives him of having a contraction is that her breathing's changed to her exercises. It's not long after that Jessica arrives.
"By the Goddess, your parents gave me a good fright," she says, pulling her hood down and putting her hair back as well. She begins to roll her sleeves as she asks, "What have I missed?"
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A moment later, Narcissa swept in, eying her son's tense behavior and worry. "Draco, do keep calm. It's completely normal. Honestly." She had conjured up an overrobe to protect her clothes, and there was a tie securing her hair.
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She gives Narcissa a smile when she comes in.
"Thank you for being here."
Lemia joins them shortly after.
"Oh Mia dear, I came as soon as I heard."
She leans over and gives Mia a kiss on her forehead.
Jessica goes to feel Mia's belly for the position of the baby and says, "I might have to do a more in depth exam."
The Guildmaster winces in anticipation of that.
"There's no way to avoid this hurting," she tells Draco. "Would all of you mind getting whatever Jessica needs? And maybe some ice chips?"
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Almost just as soon as they're outside of the door, there's a yelp of pain from Mia, but it's brief.
"It's all right, Draco," Lemia says, putting a hand on her son-in-law's shoulder. "We know how strong Mia is. And we'll be back to her soon."
Lemia gathered some clean cloths and other supplies, quietly asking Narcissa for a helping hand in carrying things.
When they get back to the room, Mia's once again sitting up on the bed and Jessica says, with a smile, "We can probably expect the baby to be here later tonight."
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Mia reaches to take Draco's hand.
"I'm fine, Beloved, but I feel somewhat restless."
"It's okay for her to be up and moving around a little as long as she doesn't overdo it," the priestess says as Mia moves to get up, hopefully with Draco's support. "Really, the gravity from being upright will be good for her and the baby, hopefully get things moving along more quickly."
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"Draco?" she whispers after one. "Draco, I know this might sound silly, but... Do you think I'll be able to do this? Be a mother, I mean? I..."
She softly laughs.
"I suddenly find myself nervous."
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"You'll be fine. I've seen how you are with other children. You'll be a great mum." He still thought she would be a better parent than him any day.
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And it wasn't much longer before she spent more time leaning on Draco than she did moving around, her breathing exercises forgotten as she panted through the progression of her labor.
Upon noticing this, Jessica asks, "Are the contractions starting to feel like they're running together? Hard to tell when one ends and another begins?"
Mia only responds with a nod.
"You're getting closer, then. It won't be long now."
Lemia moves over to join them, helping to support Mia back to the bed with one arm and wiping the sweat from her daughter's brow with a cool cloth.
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There's another brief exam and then more waiting, to Mia's current frustration.
But it's not too much longer before she starts telling Jessica, "I have to push."
"Hold off on that as long as you can," Jessica says back. "The baby will come soon enough, I promise."
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It'll seem like a long time, but it won't be, not as long as they've spent already.
"In the meantime, just breathe," the priestess advises.
Mia tries to take that advise as Jessica checks.
"Draco," she says, her voice dry and lips chapped. "Ice?"
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"Here. Just seemed like it would be about time already."
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Mia holds some of the ice in her mouth and lets the rest melt on her lips, her breathing a little easier now that contractions are spacing out again.
"Soon, Jessica?" Mia pleads.
Another check, and the priestess says, "Yeah, soon. Need some help getting comfortable?"
Mia nods and moves to recline some, mostly on Draco.
Lemia's on her other side to hold her hand, but she's also reaching to help hold back her daughter's leg, just behind the knee.
"Does that help some?" Lemia asks, and Mia replies with another nod, reaching to take more ice chips from Draco.
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He immediately shut up at that, and gave Mia more ice chips.
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Once she calms down, she says to Mia, "Okay, you can push."
Mia lets go of Draco's hand to help hold her other leg back and leans forward to push.
"Good, Mia, you're doing good," Jess says in encouragement.
And this repeats for a few contractions, until at one point Mia tilts her head back and cries out.
Jess reassures her with, "It's okay; the baby's head is crowning."
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