Dear Diary,
We are getting Kaya's nursery ready today!
~Aria
Ty showed me that the door on the left side of the room is actually a small room meant for the first born of the alpha. We are painting it purple. There is a crib with purple bows and Kaya's name on the wall. It's perfect. We also have a cradle in our room for the first few months.
I can't wait until she is actually here and I can hold her and kiss her tiny head.
I can only imagine the way she will look. I'm hoping she takes most of Ty's features.
"OH," I screamed and fell to my knees.
"Aria," Ty shouted while racing over to me.
"I think my water just broke," I yelled.
Ty scooped me up and ran me down to the hospital room.
"Okay Aria how bad is your pain?" the nurse asked.
"Out of ten a nine point five," I groaned. I can't even begin to describe this pain.
"Okay I will give you a shot," she nodded.
"Wait it's a week early," I panicked.
"She's ready now," the nurse smiled.
"I'm not ready," I shouted.
Am I ready to keep a human being alive? I've never had experience with babies or even children. I mean I love kids but keeping one alive? What if I mess up? What if Kaya doesn't like me?
"Shh, it's okay babe you are you are going to be a great mother, I promise," Ty soothed.
"It hurts," I sobbed.
"I know baby you're doing great," Ty sniffed while holding onto my hand.
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*****Three hours later
"Push," the nurse encouraged.
"I am pushing," I groaned.
"Come on until ten," she replied.
I made it to it to seven seconds. Why is this so hard, come on Arrabella you have to do this, I mentally encouraged.
"You can do it Ar," Ty soothed.
"I got this," I nodded.
I made it to ten.
"Did it work?" I asked.
"We've got the head you need to push until I tell you to stop," the nurse added.
"Okay," I nodded.
"NOW," she shouted.
I pushed as hard and long as I could. When I heard the crying my heart stopped, that it is my daughter, half Tyson and half me.
Ty and I made this little girl.
Ty cut the umbilical chord and the nurse cleaned her off.
"She weights seven pounds two ounces," she announced while wrapping Kaya in a pink blanket and handing her to me.
"Hi Kaya, I'm your mama," I cried.
"I love you so much," I sobbed.
I looked over at Ty to see him looking at us in awe through his tears.
"That's your daddy," I cooed.
Ty smiled and kissed my head.
"She's perfect," he whispered.
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WerewolfArrabella Middletin hasn't spoken a word since she was eight years old. The only thing she shares her thoughts with is her diary. She lives with her abusive father and is starting a new school. With a dad that freaks out when she makes a friend or e...
