Chapter 4

Kathryn's Point of View

9 months later

It's Friday and the bell just rang, indicating the end of the school week. I am standing outside waving goodbye at the children and their parents with a smile on my face. Today is my last day here before my maternity leave starts. I'm going to miss my class but I am ready to go on leave. Being pregnant is tiring.

I turn to go back to my classroom but stop as I suddenly feel a slight discomfort again and rub my stomach, waiting for it to pass.

I look down. I can't believe time flew by so quickly. We are nearing my due date and I can't wait to hold my little boy. Yes, I am having a boy, and we are so excited for him to come. And by we, I mean me and Amy, who was going to came stay with me next week to be here for when I go into labour.

I've been lucky. My pregnancy has been going great, no morning sickness or weird cravings. And my little bub was developing perfectly. He is a busy little thing, always moving around, took us a while before we could see the gender.

"Hey, are you okay?"

I look up to see Ryan, a colleague and friend of mine approaching, looking at me in concern because I was rubbing my stomach.

I give him a smile.

"Yes. I think so. It's just Broxton Hicks. I've been having them all day."

He frowns down at me, worry still present on his face.

"Are you sure? Maybe we should get you to the hospital so they can make sure?"

I laugh at his expression.

"No, it's fine, don't fret so much. You'll get wrinkles on that handsome face of yours."

I tease, trying to ease his mind. He laughs as he wraps his arm around me and pulls my into his side as we start walking back to my classroom.

"I have to worry about you and that little one. It's almost his time."

"Yes, I know. I was just thinking that I can't believe time flew by so fast."

"I know.. It feels like just yesterday you came here. There wasn't even a bump yet and now he is almost here with us."

I nod my head, moving away from him as we reach my class.

"I honestly can't wait to hold him."

I say while starting to pack up my things.

"I can just imagine what you must be feeling, seeing as how excited we all are to meet this little one. So what do you want to do today? Let's do something for your last day before you start maternity leave."

He watches me lock the door before taking my bag and walking me to his car.

This has been our routine for a while now, seeing as he lives close to me. We made turns driving to and from work but the closer I got to my due date, and I wasn't allowed to drive anymore, he took it upon himself to be my own personal chauffeur for the foreseeable future.

I shrug my shoulders as I got into the car.

"I don't know? Maybe go get something to eat? We are starving over here."

I say dramatically, as I lightly pat my stomach.

He laughs and shakes his head as he closes my door and heads over to his side.

"Always so very hungry!"

"Hey, it's not my fault. I have a big boy in here that needs lots of food to grow!"

"Yes, yes I know. So do you fancy anything specific?"

I put my finger against my chin, pretending to think.

"Hmmm let me think.. Macdonald's?"

I ask with a smile that he returns as he shakes his head.

"Honestly, why do I even bother asking? I knew you were going to say that."

"You know I love my Macdonald's fries."

"That you do. So do you want to go in and sit down? Or grab take away and go home?"

"Honestly, can we go through the drive-through and just go home? I'm pretty beat. "

"Yes, of course. You sure you're okay?"

He asks with that concerned look on his face again.

"Yes Ryan, I promise. I'm okay."

He nods, but doesn't look convinced. But he doesn't have time to retort as we have pulled up to the drive-through window.

After we havd ordered our food we drive home and eat our food while chatting and watching a movie.

I walk Ryan to the door after the movie.

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay tonight?"

I shake my head and smile.

"No, it's fine. I will call you if something happens."

"Okay.. Call me anytime okay? I mean it."

"I will. Thank you. Now go so I can take a bath and go sleep."

I pretend to push him out the door and he laughs, holding his hand up as if in surrender

"Yes, yes woman! I am leaving!"

He hugs me quickly.

"Remember, call me if something happens."

I smile and nod my head, stepping back from him.

"I promise I will, but you are worried about nothing. I will see you tomorrow."

I wave him goodbye and close the door before I lock it and make my way to the bathroom. I need a long warm bath and then straight to bed. It has been a long week.

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I sit up slowly in bed, not sure what woke me when suddenly it hits me again. I suck in a deep breath as I feel the contraction.

I immediately realize this is no longer Braxton Hicks. This is the real deal. I think I am going into labor.

I reach for my phone on the night stand, finding Ryan's number before I dail. It only takes a few seconds before he picks up.

"Kat? What's wrong?"

"Ryan, I'm pretty sure I'm going into labor."

I say breathlessly and hiss as another contraction hit me.

"s**t!"

He curses on the other side, I hear feet hitting the ground as he gets out of bed.

"Get dressed okay? I'm coming!"

I nod, eventhough I know he can't see me.

"Okay. I'll see you soon."

I slowly get out of bed, making my way to the bathroom.

After I've finished in the bathroom I walk to my closet to get dressed.

"Hi baby boy! You're a little early, but that's okay. I am excited to meet you too! Just hold on until we get to the hospital okay?"

I say to my bump while getting dressed.

I just finished putting on my shoes when I hear the urgent knocks on my door. I go to opened it, seeing a very flushed looking Ryan on the other side.

"Are you okay? Did your water break yet?"

He asks coming into my apartment.

I shake my head.

"No, not yet, but I am definitely having contractions."

He nods.

"Okay, let me just grab your bags and then we'll head to the hospital yeah? Have you called Amy and your Doctor?"

I shake my head again. Holding my stomach.

"No, but I have my phone with me, I'll call them on the way."

He nods his head as he holds the bags in one hand and places the other on my lower back as he helps me out to the car.

After he gets in he looks at me and smiles.

"So are you ready to meet your little one?"

I smile back and rub my stomach.

"It's been nine months. I am more than ready to meet my little one. I can't wait to hold him."